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‘What does it look like? I’ you Do you like it?’

Megan cleared her throat ‘I don’t think…’ she began, but her voice trailed off as he began stroking the soft underside of her wrist with one finger It sent shivers racing up and down her body and threw her already confused mind into even more of a state of flat-out panic

‘That’s good’

‘What is…?’

‘Not thinking’ He lowered his er as it traced tiny circles on her wrist She earing an old pink dressing gown, and he would swear that it was the same one that she’d used to wear at university Sa with the flow I thought a lot I thought that Victoria was the perfect woht she complemented ht she was eminently suitable because she didn’t stress me out’

‘So I believe you’ve told me before’

‘What are you wearing under your dressing gown?’

Megan told herself that she didn’t want to hear these questions, she didn’t want hi at her like that, and she definitely didn’t want his fingers like a branding iron on her skin But she wasn’t pulling aas she? And this wasn’t just about being kind to a fellow huine Alessandro ever being upset, at least not upset in the way most normal people would be Nor was he just another fellow hu

‘Will you let me see?’ he continued

‘See what?’

He didn’t answer that one Instead he raised his hand to push aside the opening of her dressing gown, and Megan gasped as the flat of his hand caainst the nipple, which stiffened and throbbed and wanted more

‘Alessandro, no!’ She pulled back and shot to her feet, but she was shaking all over ‘I’m sorry your relationship with Victoria hasn’t worked out,’ she said shakily, clutching her gown together as though it ht open up of its own accord unless forcibly restrained ‘And now that you’re here I guess I’ to hear your sob story But don’t think that you can come here and expect me to be your consolation prize’

‘Come back and sit doas all he said

‘I’ anywhere near you!’

‘I’ll keep my hands to myself’