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refuse
twice would be rude.
    Again she saw Zachary’s lips purse and
this time she knew he was displeased.
    Too bad. He had no right to emote, subtly or otherwise, when they hadn’t even gotten to
first base yet. Or when he seemed determined to keep himself at a distance.
    The past few months had taught her that
she was severely lacking in reading men but despite that, Zachary Savage had
made it clear—graphically clear—what he intended to happen between
them. His words had left her so hot, she was
milliseconds away from jumping him.
    Except he seemed to be in no hurry to
follow through. Being made a complete fool of by Chris
had left scars she was terrified would never heal. The last thing she needed
was mixed signals from another man.
    “I’ll get your concierge to make sure
your bags are packed and ready to go when we’re done with the concert.”
    That he’d conceded so quickly soothed
her somewhat. But not enough to stop her from saying briskly, “No need. It’s
already sorted.”
    He raised an eyebrow.
    “Tracy was looking lost after I told
her I won’t be needing her this morning and that I was leaving early. She
offered to pack and I accepted.” The pretty brunette who had been assigned to
her had asked if she’d done anything wrong. Bethany’s quick assurance had pacified
her. Getting her to sort out her the luggage she’d barely unpacked had pleased
the younger woman.
    The doors opened and they stepped out.
There were only two suites on this floor. She fetched her keycard from her
purse and stopped in front of the door on the right.
    Dropping her bag on the delicate cream
console table, she turned to find Zach leaning against the doorjamb. His gaze
scoured the room then returned to rest on her.
    “So I’ll see you in about an hour?”
    He nodded but made no move to leave.
The look in his eyes made her throat dry.
    “Something on your mind?” she said,
noting how husky her voice had grown.
    “This is the last time you get a
massage from anyone but me, Bethany.”
    The possessive throb in his voice made
her stomach clench. “Enough with the highly charged words, Zach. For a man who
constantly screws me with his eyes, the fact that you haven’t even bothered to
kiss me makes me wonder if you’re all talk.”
    He jerked upright so fast her breath
caught. He took a step forward, then stopped, fists clenched against his
thighs. Her senses screamed with the need for him to close the space between
them. But he just clamped his gorgeous lips together and shoved a hand through
his thick black hair.
    Realizing he wasn’t going to come any
closer made the insane need to feel his mouth on hers grow stronger. She
watched him force control back into his body.
    “We met thirty-eight hours and forty-six
minutes ago, Bethany Green. I intend to extract a kiss from those bee-stung
lips of yours for every minute of that time—when the time is right. I
will kiss you till you beg for mercy. Then I’ll kiss you elsewhere, right
between your legs. I intend to eat you for hours, until you beg for my cock.
And then I will fuck you until you pass out from screaming my name. And if you
think those are just words, that I don’t intend to
rock your fucking world, then I feel sorry for you. Because the reality will
blow your goddamn mind.”
    Her mouth was still gaping open after
he’d turned on his heel and left. It was only the sound of his door slamming
from across the hall that roused her from her stupor.
    In a semi-daze, she stared around the
room, unfocused and unsteady. She stumbled to the exquisite divan and collapsed
into it.
    Without a doubt, Zachary Savage had a
way with words. And she was discovering her body had developed a unique and
heady way of responding to those words. She looked down and cringed when she
saw her nipples erect, aching and clearly visible through her top.
    “ God!” Disgusted with herself, she jumped up and headed for the suite’s bedroom.
    By the time the sweet,