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"Is there a particular reason you wanted me at your table, Mr Borden, or a?" I asked curtly

He leaned forward, his large fraether His face was halfway over the table and he drank ht of me

In a low voice, he huskily said, "If you wereout of here – and it wouldn’t be fro of"

My breath thinned at his statement said in such a blasé way, and my cheeks heated, and not out of flattery, but out of shock! While a tiny, itty bitty, unnoticed and uncaring part of me wondered what these activities consisted of exactly, I focused onthe adrenaline froer he’d incited inparticipant in what you find entertaining, Mr Borden"

His smirk intensified as he eyed e?

"No on’t," I bit back "We agreed to part ways, rereed to, doll"

"Nothing changes, right?"

He tilted his head to the side, scanningout I was too busy trying to control the nerves frothe

"You’ve always been hard, haven’t you?" he asked, out of nowhere "Froot thick skin I like that about you Makes you worth having around"

I blinked in surprise "If it’s brought "

He chuckled again "I’ to hurt you, if that’s what you’re worried about"

"Just going to threaten ood at slapping me for it? That was certainly a first for ht the s the napkin noanted to take that opportunity and ask hi it, but then that wouldI kissed the cocky asshole in the first place

He had a ghost of a smile on his lips "Why won’t you look at "

"Certainly doesn’t stop you fro defiant"

"I like your defiance," he said even lower, that sex voice returning

Enough to turn you on? I wanted to ask

"You also like power, don’t you, Mr Borden? And being in control"

He shrugged, absentmindedly "I don’t like it at all, actually"

I pinched ether What did he mean by that?

"What you just did to Joel," I started, searching his face for any kind of e?"

His eyes settled back tomy question he said, "Why didn’t you talk to the police officer?"