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sweetheart.”
    “Dangit. I’m gonna have to start using my credit card so I can rack up frequent flier miles then. These are worth braving Newark for.”
     
    JJ’s entire body hummed with anticipation, making her aware of each breath, every step. On her way to the interview she’d stopped by her hotel to drop off her new shoes and slip on the high-heels that made her feel powerful and confident. She’d figured she’d need the boost if she was going to be interviewing one of America’s wealthiest bachelors.
    Right now she was glad she’d made the switch from boring flats to sex-kitten stilettos. She could almost feel Trevor’s gaze on her legs as they strode through the lobby of her hotel and stopped in front of the bank of elevators. Trevor left her side just long enough to press the up button.
    “Second thoughts?” he asked.
    Not when he looked at her like she was something special. Held her like a princess. And talked dirty just enough to set her on fire.
    The elevator doors opened and a man got off, leaving the car empty.
    She shook her head. “Nope.”
    “Good.”
    Hand at her back, Trevor ushered her inside.
    “What floor?” he asked.
    She heard the barely controlled desperation in his voice.
    “Ten.”
    With the button pressed, he turned to her and slid his hands around her waist. She’d had plenty of time to talk herself off the ledge of lust. To think about everything that could go wrong after a night of bliss. She fully expected to hear her mother’s voice in the back of her mind, warning her against a one night stand.
    But this was Trevor Wyatt, a man she’d lusted after for years. Who she still fantasized about. Heck, if she had a battery operated boyfriend, she’d probably name it Wyatt.
    And after that fabulous dinner, followed by a carriage ride around Central Park, she felt a connection with him that kept the doubt monster away. That and an orgasm was all she could ask for tonight.
    Smiling up at him, she smoothed her hand up his chest. The only way off this ledge was to jump straight into Trevor’s arms…and those incredible blue eyes.
    He pulled her flush against him. He was already hard and she couldn’t resist rotating her hips against that magnificent erection. All of that was for… because …of her.
    “I was right about you,” he said. It sounded like he was clenching his teeth. She couldn’t be sure because she was staring at the buttons of the dress shirt he’d changed into , wondering just how fast she could undo them.
    “How?”
    “You’re a cock tease… even when you don’t mean to be.”
    The retort that popped into the mind made her cheeks heat.
    “You can say it, princess. Whatever it is that’s making you blush so beautifully.”
    Before she could respond, the elevator pulled level with her floor and the doors opened. Trevor stepped back and reached for her hand. Feeling more than a little hot-and-bothered, she made a beeline for her room. When she whipped out her keycard and attacked the lock, she heard Trevor’s soft laughter.
    “Someone’s in a hurry.”
    Freezing, she blushed all over again. He was right of course, but he didn’t need to know exactly how anxious she was to finish what they’d started. No need to give the man a bigger ego.
    He put his hand over hers. Warm and sure, he helped guide the card into the slot. Why did that seem so naughty? After smoothly and quickly retrieving the card she heard the tell-tale click of the door unlocking.
    “Green light,” he whispered in a voice so deep and sexy she thought she might come then and there.
    The next minute was an absolute blur of kisses, caresses and ripping each other’s’ clothes off. She wasn’t entirely sure how she ended up naked on the dresser, her legs spread; high-heels dangling. But she was sure of the look in his eyes. Trevor Wyatt meant to have her.
    Her. The southern sports journalist with a little too much padding to be in fashion. All those teasing looks over the years. The