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her hands over the clean lines of the polished period furniture. She had run her hands over his skin, in just that same slow way.
    He led her to his bedroom door. Sure, he’d skipped the four bathrooms and the other bedrooms. There were seven in all, and he didn’t have that kind of patience just now. Even though the stairs were right next to his rooms, he didn’t take her up to the third floor where the servant’s rooms used to be.
    They stood rooted to the spot in front of his bedroom door.
    “And this is the master suite,” he said, throwing open the door, pulling her inside, showing her how two bedrooms connected through the closet.
    “There’s enough room for a bed in this closet,” she said. She’d been strangely silent through the tour. Some people got that way when they saw the house. It really was a grand old place. Daniel was very proud of it. He wasn’t trying to flaunt his wealth. He loved this old pile of stones, not because it was a status symbol, but because it was his heritage.
    “I’m overwhelmed.”
    “There was something you wanted to tell me,” he said, confident she’d come about the loan. He hoped she wouldn’t think she had to sleep with him to get the money. “If it’s about the loan, my offer still stands.”
    “No, it’s not that.” She seemed to be fighting an internal war, trying to figure out what to say or how to say it and saying nothing instead. So he kissed her.

Chapter Ten
    Eva wanted, more than anything, to feel Daniel’s mouth on hers. His kiss deepened and her cautious thoughts swam away like little fishes. She didn’t care. The sweetest thing, more than burning, more than desire, was feeling this close, like she knew him down to her soul, or at least his kiss knew the primal spot sweet and low inside her, where she ached to connect with him.
    In his arms, she was not unemployed, not in over her head, not a used and discarded thing. There was just now, here, in this bed that felt like it was made of clouds. And him. This man, his hands reaching up under her shirt to feel her skin, resting his hand for a tantalizing moment against her hopeful beating heart before sliding them slowly down her breasts and out of her shirt again. Come back! She wanted to moan, but then he began pulling her blouse buttons open and kissing her neck. She shivered.
    He pulled away just a little bit and looked at her. “Cold?”
    “No.” She pulled him back to her.
    “Good.”
    And it was. She needed someone. She’d pretended for a long time that she was done with men, but that was just her getting over Marcus. Time to start again. In every way. And she needed to start clean by telling Daniel what she’d come here to say.
    She moved her lips from his, down to his shoulder, putting both hands on either of his hard biceps. He still reached for her when she spoke. “I’m not sure how this started,” she said, feeling embarrassed as he finally realized she wanted to talk instead of kiss. He lay there, his eyes smoldering and sexy, taking in every inch of her all unbuttoned and open. “I came over here to talk to you.”
    “I like this better.” He moved closer, closed his eyes.
    “No, really. I think I better say this before we go any further. You might get mad at me if I don’t tell you.”
    “Nothing could do that.”
    He said it, but she could see the gears turning in his mind. He was wondering if she’d blown it with the bungalow somehow. And maybe she did. But that wasn’t what she was here to say. Because really, she didn’t know those guys were bad at their jobs. She’d give them a little more time. And family was more important anyway.
    “Tell me.” He took her into his arms and she put her head on his shoulder.
    “I wanted to let you know that the roofer brought the builder over today and they made a start on the staircase to the second floor.”
    Daniel had been kissing her temple, her eyelid, her cheek, but his lips froze in place at her words. He stopped kissing