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him for an entire week stabbed at her.
    A low chuckle came more from his chest than his throat.
    “What’s funny?” she asked the top of his head. He seemed intent on her thigh right where her robe had come open, revealing the hem of her chemise. She fought the urge to pull her robe closed.
    “It’s even the same green as your eye. The part of you you’re willing to hide.” He slid his hand up her knee, caressing her thigh, not stopping until he grasped her hip. The nerve endings there exploded, making her tingle from elbow to knee and everywhere in between.
    “Mason,” she whispered in warning as he leaned closer.
    “You look so beautiful. I’ll do anything you want, Hannah, even if that’s nothing at all. If you change your mind, I swear I’ll stop. Just tell me when.”

Chapter Five
    “When?” Hannah’s lips quivered, her voice barely audible.
    “I mean it, Hannah,” Mason brushed his lips back and forth against hers. “But if you want me to stop, I’ll have to go.”
    He traced a slow circle around her hip with his thumb. She didn’t want that to ever stop. Could he stop? Did he actually believe he could? Because she didn’t possess that kind of control.
    “I want you too, but this is moving too fast.” Her rejection didn’t register in his eyes.
    “It doesn’t feel rushed at all, does it?”
    Not at all. Sitting here, breathing him in felt like the most perfect thing in the world.
    Without taking his eyes from hers he untied the sash of her robe and spread it open. His deep-blue eyes showed his lust, but there was something more that made her decision for her. She felt an awe, almost a reverence.
    “I don’t want Just One Night ,” she whispered, shrugging the robe off her shoulders.
    “You have me booked for the next month and a half.” His gaze drifted south.
    She smiled, liking the sound of all that implied. Threading her fingers through his hair, she pulled him closer. “I meant I don’t want to act out the book. I want you. And me.”
    She traced his lips with her tongue, arousal building as his breath hitched. Taking his bottom lip between her own, she sucked gently, pulling him in to the kiss. She kissed him as she’d always wanted to. The way she did in her dreams, without holding anything back, releasing the passion burning inside.
    Holding her shoulders in his hands, Mason pulled away slowly, having even more trouble controlling his breathing than she did. He pressed his forehead against hers “I don’t have anything with me. I swear, I’ll sprint up those stairs if you will hold that thought.”
    Hannah smiled at his candor. “You really didn’t plan this?”
    He shook his head. “Your outfit inspired me to aim high.”
    They laughed together, and he ran his fingers beneath the lacy straps of her chemise. “Bedroom.” Her voice came out lower, throatier than ever before.
    “Okay,” Mason said, getting up slowly. “I’ll be right back.”
    Rising, she shook her head and took his hand. “Now.”
    How he loved a modern woman. Hannah led him back through the hall and into her bedroom, switching off lights as they went. He would’ve preferred them on, but he’d talk her into that later. When she turned the corner into her bedroom, he lengthened his stride, made it to the bed and pulled her down beneath him. He tried to kiss her but she turned her head, denying him.
    “That’s not how I want to play.” Hannah went limp under him.
    “No?” He rolled to the far side of the double bed.
    “No.” She rose up and straddled him.
    Talk about every man’s fantasy. “I thought I was trying to seduce you,” he managed to say, ignoring the heat coming off her body. It had been a long time, far too long for him to blow it now.
    “Did you really?” she asked, unbuttoning his shirt. He lifted up and shrugged out of it and tossed it to the floor.
    “I never know what’s going to happen next with you.” He sucked in a breath as she went for his belt. She undid the