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they were with Jason Kent they didn’t have to work. He couldn’t see Kate Black going for that. If he suggested it, she’d likely tell him exactly what he could do, and how fast and hard he could do it.
    “Are you laughing at me, Mr. Kent?” she demanded as he lowered her onto the bed.
    “Laughing with you,” he corrected her.
    Angling her chin to stare into his eyes, she said, “So, you’re ready to accept you’ve met your match?”
    “Not so fast, Ms. Black.” That was enough talk. Stretching out his length against her, he drew her into his arms and kissed her long and slow.
    “Wow,” she whispered when he pulled back. “I could almost believe you meant that.”
    “Maybe I do,” he admitted. “You’re such a refreshing change.”  
    “Like a cold shower?” she suggested.  
    “Why do you always feel the need to make a joke of everything?”
    “Because I have no confidence?”
    He smiled. He hadn’t expected her to be so blunt. But why shouldn’t she be, when she was plainspoken about everything else?  
    She frowned now. “Is this you calling on the wallflower when there’s no one else to take the vacant slot in your bed?”
    “No, it’s not. And I’ve had enough of this. You’re not a wallflower.” His face softened and he laughed as he tried to get comfortable, which, short of lying on top of Ms. Black, seemed unlikely. “And this isn’t my bed.”
    “No.” She laughed in agreement. “This is the lumpy reject bed Lady Vallender’s housekeeper, or whoever is lucky enough to hold that grand title, gets to sleep on—if anyone can actually sleep on this ancient mattress.” She thumped it for emphasis with her tiny fist. “I bet you’ve never slept on a bed like this before.”
    “You’d be surprised.”  
    “I probably would be,” she admitted, looking at him with renewed interest.

    Who was Jason Kent and where did he come from? Kate wondered. His history was shrouded in mystery. Even the most avid reporters hadn’t managed to uncover his past. That was another benefit of having as much money as he did, she guessed. He could buy a whole new identity along with all the other accessories of life.  
    “You’d know if I didn’t want to be here,” he said as she stared at him thoughtfully. “Like you, I prefer to be upfront about things.”
    “Do you, Jason?”
    His eyes betrayed the fact that Jason chose what to be upfront about, but then he smiled and put his arms around her and she was lost. “I’m very glad to be here, Ms. Black.”
    She wasn’t complaining either. Jason’s kisses were a drugging introduction to everything pleasure should be. He toyed with her bottom lip and then teased the seam of her mouth with his tongue until she yielded, then he flooded her senses, with emotion, with sensation, and with need. She had never kissed anyone like Jason before, a man so confident and strong. There was something so intimate about his kisses, the way he touched her, and the looks he gave her. He made her feel safe, which was insane. She had to remind herself that her defenses were well and truly down, and that even the safest haven might only be temporary.  
    “Hey...” Lifting his head, he stared down. “Where are you now?”
    She exhaled and smiled into his eyes. “Do you seriously think I would want to be anywhere but here?”
    He frowned. “I’m not sure I believe you. I’m never quite sure with you, Ms. Black. I guess that’s why you’ve got me hooked.”
    “Hooked?” She started to say something more, but lost the ability to speak when Jason’s hands found her breasts.
    “You have the most magnificent breasts I’ve ever seen,” he murmured.
    “Not just big, then?”
    “Not just big?” Jason frowned. “Who gave you that idea?”
    She huffed a smile and said nothing. People could be cruel. Men could be cruel.  
    “Whoever tried to make you feel small, should meet me and I’ll soon put them right.”  
    “I don’t think small had much to do