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let’s just take it home.”
    She saw the struggle in him. Felt it in the tremors of anger that went through the arms holding her. She also felt when he got control of himself. He pulled her corset back up, covering her nakedness before he stepped back and offered her his arm in a courtly manner.
    “Ahh, mate, you can’t tease me and leave me like that! I’ll stay quiet. I promise.”
    Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief when Kane ignored the intruder and led her up the stair and out the door.  
    They were silent during the drive to her house. The whole time she ranted to herself.  
    She shouldn’t be doing this. She should’ve told Kane to fuck off. Yes, that’s what she should’ve said. Instead she’d said, let’s go home . Vanessa gave her head a shake. How stupid was she?  
    She deserved whatever she got after this.  
    She stared out the window at the passing cityscape and listened to the sexy rumble of the powerful engine as Kane turned onto her street. It had surprised her to see him pull up to her house in a sleek black Charger. It shouldn’t have though. Chargers were beautiful, strong cars. Powerful in a very subtle way. Much like Kane himself.  
    He wore his fancy silk suit, and had the clean cut good looks of a conservative businessman, but underneath… he was powerful… primal.
    And a threat to her.
    Yet there she was. Her mind racing as fast as her heart, her thighs sticky from the orgasm he’d given her, and the hunger for more urging her on.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

    “Are you coming in?”  
    She didn’t look at him when she asked. He should say no. He knew that. It was completely wrong to get involved with suspect. Fuck, it was time he stopped kidding himself. He was already in too deep with her to walk away.  
    All he could do was hope to hell he was wrong. That Vanessa and RR weren’t one and the same, and that he wouldn’t have to arrest her.
    “I thought you’d never ask,” he replied and turned the car off.
    He jogged around to open her door for her but she beat him to it. With out waiting for him she strode up the walk and climbed the three steps to the front door.
    He watched as she fumbled with the lock and felt a surge of satisfaction that she was just as unnerved as he was by the whole thing.  
    She opened the door and entered the small bungalow style house. He followed her, pulse racing, cock throbbing. He closed the door and gave the living room a cursory glance. He should take a closer look. There’s a lot to be learned by see what a person surrounds themselves with. But he only had eyes for the woman in front of him. She glanced over her shoulder and turned down a hallway, leaving him to follow once again.      
       She led him to her bedroom. He stepped inside and was surrounded by the scent of Vanessa. The clean womanly scent that he’d always associate with her. The big double bed was made, with a maroon down comforter for a cover, and a shit-load of pillows at the head. She’d turned a small bedside lamp on and the room had warm seductive glow.  
    With her gaze locked on his she reached under one arm and unzipped her corset. So that was how the damn thing worked. His dick swelled and pressed against his zipper in a painful way. When she dropped it on the floor and reached back to undo her skirt, Kane reached for the snap of his jeans.  
    Her skirt dropped to the floor and she stood before him in nothing but high heels. “Make love to me, Kane. Give me this one night.”
    Kane stripped his clothes off in record time and stepped forward. When he gazed into her eyes his heart swelled and he knew that, no matter what happened, he wanted more than this one night with her.  
      Cupping her dear face in his hands, he lowered his head and touched his lips to hers. “Your wish is my command.”
    He wrapped his arms around her, taking her down to the bed and covering her body with his. For the first time they were skin against skin, completely.  
    Emotion flooded him