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She groaned and dunked her head in the water He’d been so waruorous weight of his hands on her waist The length of his hard thigh rubbing against hers…

The only satisfaction left to her was that she’d surprised him even as he had mocked and taunted her

She and Raphael Mastrantino lived in different orbits of life He wouldn’t have even looked at her, much less danced with her, if she hadn’t been dressed up to the nines and if she wasn’t Gio’s granddaughter What she didn’t understand though hy Why had he pounced on her like that?

Her arhts whirled Just as she decided to get out of the pool, she saw Raphael standing at the edge

The floodlights cast an outline along his broad frame

His white shirt was unbuttoned to the ht muscle with sparse black hair Her belly swooped The raven’s wing of his hair had a distinctly rumpled look

What would it take to shatter that arrogant cynicis a man like Raphael to his knees?

She shivered at the direction of her thoughts

A bottle of Pinot Grigio and tine flutes hung froers “I had to bribe one of the staff members for your location”

“I don’t like you, Mr Mastrantino”

“I think you like ”

The gall of theman in her life “Just because my body thinks you’re a prime male specimen and is attracted to you—which, by the way, is based on millions of years of evolution and a cheest rees”

His black eyes glea a asps then?”

He alhed “Distance helped me remember the hored, trying to go for casual, which her stutter totally ruined “That I’m unable to handle my reaction”

Just looking at the darkly sensual face stretched her skin tight over her body And other parts Parts that had never clenched and tightened with such wanton awareness