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shrugged. “I guess I don’t like the ostentatiousness. Or the loneliness. I like riding the subway so I can study the faces of my fellow passengers.”
    “You’re a weird billionaire, Jack Carter,” I said dubiously.
    He spread his arms. “I guess I am.”
    I stared out the window as we pulled into Paris traffic, secretly hoping the scenery would ring a bell or stir some memory. Nothing. I could well have been on the other side of the world watching the ritual dance of the Baniwa.
    Beside me, I felt Jack stir. Though the limo was big enough to hold a meeting of the entire board of directors of Jack’s company, he’d eased closer to me.
    “What are you thinking?” he said softly as his shoulder rubbed against mine.
    “The Baniwa tribe in Brazil. Another useless memory.”
    “Unless you’re an anthropologist?”
    “Something tells me I’m not.”
    I let my head rest back against Jack’s chest as I eased lower in my seat. The warmth and comfort of being this close to him did much to dispel the whirlwind of emotions raging through me since our arrival in Paris.
    What was I going to find here? What if I didn’t like what I discovered about myself? What if the real me was a truly horrible person? Worse, what if Jack didn’t like Valerie or Virginie or Veronique?
    The fact that there was nobody out there looking for me spelled the worst. What kind of woman disappears without a trace? Without her family organizing a search party? Only a person who is universally loathed, that’s who.
    I stared at my reflection in the tinted window of the limo. Was I some kind of horrible person that everybody hated?
    I closed my eyes and nestled closer to Jack. At least he seemed to like me. Perhaps that was all that I needed.
    “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all,” I whispered.
    “Why? Don’t you want to know who you are?”
    I shook my head. “I’m starting to think... not. What if I’m some kind of ogre?”
    He tenderly kissed the top of my head. “You’re not an ogre, Mel. You’re a truly wonderful person. Trust me on that.”
    The softly spoken words brought tears to my eyes and tugged at my heartstrings. Could this be... love?
    I swiped at my eyes. Angry at my own ridiculousness. Of course this wasn’t love. Jack was just being nice to me.
    “Thanks, Jack,” I mumbled. “You’re very sweet.”
    He tilted my chin and frowned at my tear-filled eyes. “What’s wrong?”
    I shook my head and averted my gaze. “Nothing. Just... confused, I guess.”
    He placed a hand on my cheek and lowered his face, then brushed his lips against mine, and murmured, “Soon you’ll be home, safe and sound.”
    In spite of my misgivings, I welcomed his lips, and wrapped my arms around him as he probed deeper. I felt so weak, so vulnerable, and Jack’s hot touch was everything I needed in that moment.
    I opened my lips to bid him entry, and he darted his tongue inside, playing hide and seek with mine for a moment, then, like a torrential wave, our embrace grew more heated as he crushed my lips with his, and took full possession of my mouth, taking me voraciously.
    Tears still rolled from my eyes as I gave myself to him, willing him to take me, to take all of me, before this unbidden affair was over.

Chapter 15

    The more time Jack spent with Melanie, the more he felt himself falling for her. Never before had he been under the spell of a woman like this. She held a magic hold over him, and the strange thing was, he liked it.
    He wanted more—he wanted everything. Was this love? Of course not. This was simply lust, the carnal hunger for a woman he knew he shouldn’t have.
    For one thing, she didn’t even know who she was. For all they knew, she could well be married with three kids, her family eagerly awaiting her return while she made out with him in the backseat of his father’s limo.
    In spite of the overpowering urge to fill her flesh with his, he pulled back before he crossed the line. It took every ounce of