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‘A nice face,’ he decided just before he kissed her

Scarlet gave a sigh as all the strength left her limbs She had no choice or, for thatbut let her body mould itself to his lithe, lean male frame

‘Please…Roman,’ she moaned when his head lifted She buried her own in his shoulder with a muffled sob

He placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face up to him ‘Please what?’

‘This is stupid You know this is stupid Things are co…’ the colour deepened in her cheeks ‘…this,’ she added with an agonised grimace, ‘into the equation’

‘This is not going to coer over the downy soft curve of her cheek A distracted expression drifted over his hard, strong-boned features ‘God, but your skin is so soft,’ he marvelled, his voice a deep, throaty purr ‘So incredibly soft’

Scarlet dragged his hand froers long and tapering, she could feel the definite suggestion of calluses on his palm These were not the hands of a man as desk-bound

As if reading her ym bores me I prefer to climb; it helps me concentrate’

Once he’d said it she had no proble a co hiainst a rock face and the elements, solo because he was not a natural team player

‘There’s notto be had in London’

‘There are soh, and I don’t live in the city all the time’

Responding to a sudden crazy impulse, she raised his hand to her mouth and pressed an open-mouthed kiss into his open palm

She felt his sharp inhalation and with a self-condeh burnt, which in a way she was The expression ‘playing with fire’ could have been created specially to cover this situation

‘Sorry!’ she said in an agonised whisper ‘I shouldn’t have This is not sensible’

A reckless-sounding laugh renched from his throat ‘Who needs sensible?’

Scarlet lifted her head ‘Me’

His dark, glittering eyes scanned her face ‘Fine, then look at it this way Let’s use e’re feeling’