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Before she was fatally distracted by the bold challenge of the seductive gleam in his heavy-lidded eyes, the timely interruption of her sister’s voice drifting up the stairs again saved her from getting sucked back into the dangerous sexual vortex.

She clenched her even white teeth so hard she could hear the grind of enamel. She didn’t feel saved at all, or maybe she didn’t want to be saved?

‘Oh, my God!’

He grinned a slow devilish smile of invitation.

‘Oh, my God!’she whispered again with even more feeling as she realised how close she had come to accepting the invitation in his sinful eyes. She took a deep breath and thought, Do not go there. Her eyes flickered towards the figure in the bed—again!

Once was enough—actually it was too much!

She cleared her throat. ‘I’ll be right down!’ she belted out, then directed an accusing glare at the figure occupying the bed, even though she knew the guilt was as much hers. When it came to Dante, why was she such a weak idiot? ‘Do not make this any more difficult. You need to get out of here.’

His brows, dark, straight and thick, lifted above polished ebony mocking eyes. ‘Why?’

‘You can ask that?’

He casually levered himself into a sitting position with a distracting display of contracting muscle in his washboard belly. ‘I really don’t see what your problem is.’

Eyes indignantly wide, she managed to drag her gaze upwards, not that the breadth of his muscled shoulders and chest offered much respite for her wildly surging hormones.

‘What?’ he responded with an innocent look and a seemingly mystified shrug that intensified her murderous glare. ‘Unless you have forgotten, we are married.’

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