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‘I know that you want han, and I know that I want you But…’

‘Why does there have to be one?’ His voice was so low, so raw she had to strain to catch it ‘How do you know that on’t still feel this way tomorrow?’

He wasin for the final delicious kill, and Amelia only knew she had to stop hihan Mason’

His hands dropped to his sides and she could have walked away But she felt stronger now—strong enough to see this through

‘Because I’ve got a past you mean?’

‘No, Vaughan, because I’ve got a past I know your type…’

‘My type?’

‘Yes, your type, Vaughan The type of man who attracts women, who likes women, who effortlessly attracts them and for a while adores them until just as effortlessly he moves on’

‘Noho’s doing the sweeping generalisations?’ Vaughan sneered ‘So what? You want commit?’

‘No, I just know—’

‘Knohat?’ Vaughan broke in ‘That I’ you up for a fall?’

‘Not deliberately, perhaps…’ She shook her head in an attehan, this won’t last—you surely know that And I’et involved with a man who can only hurt me in the end’

‘You think you’ve got me all worked out You’ve read my bio and from that you know o that needs feeding’

So brutal were his words that she felt as if she’d been hit—appalled that he knew, and that somehow he’d worked out so much from so very little

‘How—?’ The word strangled in her throat, ‘How could you know that?’

‘I can read you, Amelia’ His low husky voice reached her ears ‘But don’t worry, I’ to beg for so we both know you want But think about this when you creep into that cold bed alone—just think about this as you lie there staring at the ceiling: any man you feel for could ultimately hurt you; any man who can make your body respond the way it just did could one day use it against you So if you’re looking for iron-clad guarantees, if you’re looking to safeguard your heart against pain, you can kiss goodbye to passion’

And even though he didn’t ain His eyes were almost black as he stared down at her body, the navy obscured by his dilated pupils, scorching through the robe she gripped tightly in her tre hand So bold was his stare she could alne bubbles of arousal fizzing, and she ran a nervous tongue over her lips Only it didn’t help The delicious taste of him was still there in her mouth It was as if he held the re her on at will and she only knew that she had to get out

This ti down the passage, she only breathed when her own door was safely closed behind her Her body burned with dissatisfaction, her emotions utterly violated by his brutal words—and daht

Creeping into bed, she lay there, supremely aware of him just as few metres away, on the other side of the fli with a desire she’d chosen to starve in the na appalled at the life that lay before her

A life without passion

A life that was safe

CHAPTER FIVE

‘GOOD han made his way over to the breakfast table—one of the sao