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lace and satin were enough for now.
    Though it was difficult to ignore the fact that Danny was naked, Jordan decided to keep her gaze fixed firmly on his face to avoid any embarrassing moments. “It is nice,” she said.
    He slipped his hands around her waist, his attention moving to her lips. “I’m going to kiss you again,” he murmured. “It’s past five, so I think it’s legal.”
    He leaned forward and brushed his damp lips against hers. A flood of need raced through her and suddenly, she felt as if her heart might beat right out of her chest.
    Maybe it was the warm water or their lack of clothing, but any attempt at self-control by either one of them had gone missing. Her fingers furrowed through his hair as the kiss deepened. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Every ounce of her being was focusing on the wild sensations racing through her body.
    She wanted to stop, or at least slow down, but she seemed unable to put together the will. When his lips trailed along her shoulder, Jordan gasped. And when he cupped her breast with his hand, a little moan sneaked out. All she could do was react.
    Maybe she’d known all along that this was coming.From the moment she’d met Danny, there’d been a powerful attraction. She ruffled his damp hair as his lips trailed from her neck to her collarbone. He drifted lower still, until he could tease at her nipple through the wet fabric of her bra.
    Pleasure washed over her, so intense that she felt as if she were drowning in sensation. Jordan closed her eyes and threw out her arms, floating on the surface as he gently explored her body with his hands and his mouth. It felt like total surrender, as if the real world no longer existed. She had no worries, no doubts and nothing holding her back. She was a woman, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head, and for the first time in her life, she was truly comfortable with it.
    And then a familiar sound echoed through the cavernous room. Jordan opened her eyes and groaned softly.
    â€œIgnore it,” he said, pulling her up into his embrace.
    â€œI can’t.”
    â€œWhat could be so imp—”
    â€œIt’s probably my father. He calls every Friday about this time for a progress report. If I don’t answer he gets—well, he doesn’t like it.” She carefully untangled herself from Danny’s embrace and walked over to the edge of the pool. Bracing her hands on the edge, she boosted herself onto the deck, then retrieved her phone.
    â€œHello, Daddy,” she said, hurrying to the stairs and away from the echo of the pool. In truth, she was almost happy for the interruption. Things were moving far too fast with Danny and she needed a chance to take a breath.
    From now on, she was going to think before she ripped off her clothes and gave in to the charms of a naked Irishman.

3
    D ANNY WOKE UP with a start, yanked out of a deep and dreamless sleep. The dogs were at the front door of the caretaker’s cottage, barking frantically. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood, wondering what had set them off. Dragging the sheet along with him, he wrapped it around his naked body.
    â€œShush,” he said, walking out of the bedroom and flipping on the lights. “What are you two about?”
    A frantic rap sounded on the door and he opened it to find Jordan standing on the other side. She was dressed in just a T-shirt and her panties, her feet bare.
    Pushing past him, she stalked inside, then spun around to face him. “Were you just in the house?” she asked.
    He looked at her and shook his head, trying to reconcile her strange appearance at his door. “What time is it?”
    â€œI—I don’t know. Late. Maybe two?” Her expression was etched with fear. “Were you just in the house?”
    Danny raked his hand through his hair. “No. I was asleep.”
    â€œDon’t lie to me,” she