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here for you.”
    She nodded and headed down the hall in a daze. Deacon rattled her on so many levels. And she realized she didn’t mind in the least.

    Mandetti had arrived just in time, Deacon thought, to keep him from blowing it with Kylie. He’d taken a cold shower last night and another one this morning, but still he knew nothing short of being buried hilt-deep in Kylie’s body was going to provide any relief.
    And he’d vowed to let things develop slowly between them. But that had been before he’d realized that she was temptation incarnate and all of his fine plans for a wife and no premarital sex had gone out the window.
    He’d only made the plan because it had seemed gentlemanly, even though the idea of it had gone against the grain. And he knew Kylie wasn’t waiting for a ring. Hell, she didn’t even know he planned to marry her.
    The eighteenth floor had been decorated in hues of gold. In fact, every floor was decorated in some shade of gold. The wing in which Kylie’s room was located was dedicated to the legends of gold from ancient Greece. On one wall there was a hanging of a replica of the mythical Golden Fleece that Jason had successfully sought. He leaned against the wall and studied it.
    He wondered sometimes what it said about him that he had only copies of mythical and valuable things. He knew it was a direct correlation to his own life in which he pretended to be a wealthy guy. One to whom things like thousand-dollar suits and fancy sports cars were taken for granted. But in his heart he was still a street fighter and he didn’t take anything for granted.
    Not even Kylie. Especially not Kylie. He needed to woo her. Not seduce her. And though it was hard as hell to keep his cool, he knew he had to. He wanted her to accept his marriage proposal before she flew home. He didn’t even have the two weeks that he and Mac had bet on. He had four days.
    She reentered the hall wearing a sundress similar to the one she’d had on the day before. Demure and not the least bit flirtatious. The skirt was respectable, reaching to the tops of her knees. Yet all he could see was her slim body covered in only that brief bikini.
    “Sorry I was so long. Tina called to say she won’t be back tonight.”
    “Good, then you’re free for dinner with me.”
    “I’d like that,” she said.
    He slipped his hand under her elbow and led her back to the elevators. The car was empty when they got on. Deacon made himself step away from her. Hell, she smelled good. Like flowers first thing in the morning.
    No other woman of his acquaintance smelled like her. His mom and her pals had always smelled of Chantilly. And the women he’d dated recently had used something that had undoubtedly cost top dollar, but it hadn’t affected him half as much as Kylie’s simple smell of spring flowers.
    “I was surprised when you invited the gaming commissioner to join us for lunch,” she said at last.
    “Things are moving too fast for us. I don’t want to rush. And Mandetti makes an interesting chaperon.” Some classical music was playing in the background of the elevator. He liked the air it lent the casino, even though personally he couldn’t stand the stuff. He’d rather have some spicy jazz, but he knew most of his guests felt more pampered with classical music in the background.
    “I’ll say. Are you sure that’s it? Or did you change your mind once you saw my body?”
    He cursed savagely under his breath. And hit the elevator stop button. Her eyes widened as he closed the gap between them, caging her between his body and the mahogany wall of the car. Her widened eyes watched him, and Deacon was aware that he’d slipped the reins of his control once again. Something he couldn’t seem to avoid doing when Kylie was near.
    “The only thing I thought when I saw your body was how quickly could we get to my room.”
    “Promise?”
    He lowered his head, brushing kisses against her shoulder where the strap met her soft skin.