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I stare at the entryway and I see it as the question mark intended, but more so, I instinctively understand he’s offered me a choice A moment of fairly profound introspection follows in which I think of all the controlling, powerful men who have come into my life byresults, not one of theave me a choice But Shane has, and not only that, he speaks of my pleasure, not his, which actually makes me want his pleasure, not mine He is the contradiction and I like it Suddenly the nerves I’ve been battling shift and change, still existing, still alive, but not fed by fear or self-doubt I’ the past I’ood looks, but he is a rare person who is not defined by those things

I let the walls fall away between us, letting hi his silent question, even before I say, "Yes The answer toto be here, is an absolute ‘yes’" And with that declaration, I know that at least for now, I aht exist without er, it creates, and I enter a , and striking dark wood floors streaked with a paler ba beyond the open living roo rapping the entire aparthts beyond The door shuts behind y a potent force wafting over me, but I can’t seem to make myself turn and face him His hands co the jacket froripping ain, adrenaline rushes through me, fuel for my nerves that I can’t escape and I whirl around to find Shane hanging the jacket on a coat rack My gaze falls on his hands, which will soon be touching my naked body, and it hits me that thisto catchI pass a kitchen that is stainless steel andarea, and I drop my purse on a leather chair, onthe glass, staring out at a strange city I barely know asto be painted hat I ht Shane appears toat a bamboo minibar, the air thick with our awareness of one another

"Drink?" he asks, lifting the topper to a crystal decanter

"Most definitely, yes," I say, walking to stand beside the iveslook, too damn smart not to know that I’m a ball of anxiety and not because ofand I want this and him in a way I aolden brown liquid into one glass only and replaces the stopper, clearly having no intention of filling another "It’s cognac," he says, picking up the glass and closing the two steps between us "Expensive, strong, and s, warrabs it and stops me "Easy, sweetheart I said I want you to remember me"

"I want to reet"

"So the glass on the table, and before I know his intentions, his hand is under ned our bodies, his powerful legs pressed tofrouard by the question that forces me back to my secret, than I a or nothing," I say "And I chose to tell you nothing"

"So you don’t deny you’re running?"

"Aren’t we all?"

"I’m not or I wouldn’t be in Denver"

"Ironically," I say, daring to tell a piece of the truth because it is only one night, "the opposite is true of me"

"I already knew that"

"Of course you did You see too ers flex at my neck, and he lowers his head, his lips a breath froh of you," he declares, and then his ue a soft caress, a tease that proive

I a overto taste like you," he says, and after hours of wanting this man, my sex clenches with this certainty that very soon he will ain leading where he wants me to follow This time it’s the door opposite the minibar that I hadn’t noticed before now He opens it and motions me forward into a dark outdoor abyss that’s a bit spooky I step outside, and not only is Shane quickly by hts, and we are instantly cast in a wared by tall concrete privacy walls that successfully block the wind and cold, finding a couch and chair, and dangling teardrop lanterns that ht actually be heaters "This is spectacular," I le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true">