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out the outline of a pair of surprisingly full breasts. Where the hell had they come from?
    As he stared, unable to look away, she thrust back her shoulders so her dark nipples pushed against the fabric, sending a jolt of heat to his groin. It had been way too long.
    He forced his gaze upward and caught a small, catlike smirk of satisfaction on her face. The expression was blanked out as soon as she saw him watching, and a wave of anger rolled through him. The little priestess thought she could manipulate him. She needed to learn she couldn’t. Nobody could.
    But he hoped she’d learn fast and get the fuck out of here, before his dick exploded out of his too tight pants. She was still fussing about the cabin, and he growled low in his throat.
    …
    He’dnoticedherbreasts.Alexwassureofit.
    It was such a relief to get rid of the bindings that had been part of her disguise, she hadn’t considered this added advantage.
    Tannis had given her some breathing space, but that was all it was. Her time was running out. If Hezrai found her once, he would find her again. The Church was powerful, and she didn’t want anyone to get in trouble because of her. Next time, she would hand herself over.
    But there was so much she wanted to experience first. She had a lengthy to-do list she’d been adding to since she came on board. And today she’d added one more thing.
    She gave Jon a small sidelong glance. His hands were in his pockets, and he was lounging against the wall. He should have appeared relaxed; instead, he radiated barely leashed tension.
    “Is there anything else I can do?” she asked, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips.
    His eyes narrowed. “You can get the hell out of here, little girl.”
    “I’m not a little girl—I’m twenty-four.” Why did she have a feeling she was going to have to repeat those words many times before they would make any impact?
    “Yeah, and I’m one hundred and ninety-two.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah, really. Look, I know what you think you want. But you’re wrong.”
    “What do I want?” Her voice sounded breathless to her own ears.
    “You want to get rid of that virginity you find so embarrassing.” He shook his head, pushed himself away from the wall, and strode toward her. Up close, he was huge, towering over her, and she had to force herself to stand her ground. This was no time to turn yellow.
    He halted a foot away and stared down at her through half-closed eyes.
    “You really want it? You want me to fuck you, little girl ?”
    No, actually, she wanted him to make sweet, dreamy love to her, but she had an idea he might laugh if she mentioned that, so she’d take the other if it was all that was on offer. Something tightened low down in her belly at his words and heat washed through her. She didn’t think she could get any sound out of her suddenly dry mouth, so she nodded.
    His eyes widened as though he hadn’t expected that answer. “Jesus, I don’t believe this. Are you always so reckless?”
    She opened her mouth to argue that she wasn’t reckless—this was a well thought-out plan—but he continued before she got the chance.
    “Why me?” he asked, running a hand through his hair. He didn’t seem to need an answer, so she kept quiet. “Hell, I bet you can’t even say the word, never mind do it.”
    Alexgroundherteeth.“Ican.”
    Jon folded his arms across his chest, a smug, superior expression on his face. “Go on then.”
    She swallowed. There was nothing hard about this. It wasn’t even blaspheming, which she’d probably find impossible. Just because she had never said the word in her life, didn’t mean she couldn’t. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out, and she closed it again. She hated being a priestess—she was so repressed.
    He laughed, but the sound held no amusement, and her fury rose.
    “So I can’t say it? What’s the big deal here? It’s not as though I want to marry you or anything. As it happens, I’m already