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surfaces behind her lips, ran his tongue along the smooth, even edges of her pretty white teeth.
    Another sigh from her, deeper than the one before.
    And he tightened his arm around her, bringing her closer so he could taste her more deeply still.
    When she brought her hand up between them and pushed lightly against his chest, he lifted his mouth from hers just enough to grumble, “What now, Alice?”
    Her eyes had the night in them. “Dami told me to stay away from you. He says you’re a heartbreaker.” Bad words scrolled through his mind, but he held them in. She added, “My sister Rhia told me not to listen to Dami.”
    “I like your sister already.” He kissed her again, quickly, a little more ruthlessly than he probably should have. “And I’ll talk to your brother.”
    Her fingers strayed upward. She stroked the nape of his neck. He wished she’d go on doing that for a century or two. “Please don’t talk to Dami about me. It’s none of his business. He doesn’t get to decide who I see or don’t see.”
    Noah had pretty much expected Damien to warn Alice off him. He’d considered explaining his real goal to Dami up front when he’d told Dami he wanted Orion—but he’d decided against it.
    Damien wouldn’t have believed him anyway. And Alice might be convinced to let him off the hook for a lot of things. But even before their first meeting, he’d known enough about her to figure out that she would never forgive him for telling her brother his real intentions before he revealed them to her.
    And come on. He’d never planned to tell her or her brother everything. He’d assumed the whole truth wouldn’t fly with either of them. The idea had been to meet her, pursue her and win her. To sweep her off her pretty feet.
    But now that he’d come to know her a little, he was having second thoughts about the original plan. She was honest. Forthright. And after the near disaster of his playing along when she mistook him for a stable hand, he’d learned his lesson: she expected him to be honest, too.
    Which brought him to that other thing, the thing he hadn’t been prepared for. The way she made him want to give her everything, to be more than he’d ever been.
    It was getting beyond his pride now, way past his idea of who he was and what he’d earned in his life. It was getting downright personal.
    She mattered to him now, as a person. He didn’t really understand it or want to think on it too deeply. It was what it was.
    And it meant that he would knock himself out to give her whatever she needed, whatever she wanted from him. Up to and including the unvarnished truth.
    So, then. He hadn’t decided yet. Should he go there—go all the way, lay the naked truth right out on the table for her?
    It was dangerous, a bold move.
    Too bold?
    Could be. And probably not tonight, anyway. It seemed much too soon....
    She laid her soft hand against the side of his face. “Earth to Noah. Are you in there?”
    “Forget about Damien.” He said it too fiercely, and he knew it. “Kiss me again.”
    She laughed—and then she kissed him. And then she settled against him with her head on his shoulder and asked, “How did you meet my brother?”
    He breathed in the scent of her hair. “I thought we were going to forget about Damien.”
    She tipped her head up and grinned at him. “You wish—and seriously. How did you meet him?”
    “At a party in New York a little over two years ago. We both knew the host. I struck up a conversation with him. We found we had a lot in common.”
    “Fast cars, beautiful women...”
    He shrugged. “I like your brother. We get along—as a rule, anyway.”
    The car pulled to a stop.
    “We’re here.” She straightened from his embrace. With reluctance, he let her go and lowered the panel between the seats.
    “Will you be getting out, sir?” Talbot asked.
    “Yes, thanks.” The driver jumped out to open the door for Alice. Noah emerged on his side. The car sat on a point near the