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‘Maybe we should try a joint counselling session,’ she suggested, trying to keep it light ‘You know—like people ant to stop s’

How flippant she sounded, he thought—and how cynical Were those traits that she had kept cleverly hidden from him? And why not? Had she not been a woman adept in the art of concealment? ‘But maybe I’m not ready to stop,’ he said deliberately

Sienna felt an odd kind of lu both seductive and yet infinitely threatening hovered unseen and unspoken in the air Now her voice did tremble ‘And hat’s that supposed to mean?’

‘Well, at least for you it was a…how shall I put this?’ A cruel kind of s encounter’

His i, but it wasn’t even true—or at least not in the way that —on a purely physical level, yes—but on an emotional one it had been as barren as one of the deserts in his ho for a woman, and it had left her empty—as if he’d ripped out an essential part of her and carried it off with him ‘Is that how you would describe it?’ she questioned bleakly

‘Wouldn’t you?’ he mocked

‘Not really, no’ She looked into the cold black eyes and knew that he would never understand in a million years—nor even want to try Why would he? Sienna shook her head, hoping to drive away so it? Things have moved on’

His face reer er and anticipation She had fooled hiain! Did she really think for a hts he was about to let her go? Did she not realise what he wanted? That he had come here to achieve just this?

But, like the expert hunter he was, he knew that there were retted the abrupt end to that ? Perhaps for her as well as for hi had not been complete?

‘Yes, things have ht us back to the same place I aht to do about it?’

He took a step closer to her He was close enough now for her to study hied—though none of the fundaly masculine man she had ever laid eyes on As if he had stepped froe and another time His own particular scent drifted up her nostrils—a vital, spicy scent that spoke of raw virility and reached out to the most feminine side of her

Briefly, Sienna closed her eyes in helpless recognition, and when she opened theain it was to see the warm ebony fire in his She could feel herself drawn to him Like a child who had been left outside in the cold for too long He promised the certainty of warmth Of comfort And security

She wasn’t aware that he had ain, but he must have done—please God it hadn’t been her—because suddenly she was in his ar her tiraze his lips across hers

It was electric Like fire Ice All extremes which could shock the system to its very core—that was Hashi which had lain dor since the last time she had been in his arined that all kisses would press the button to instant sensual combustion, but in the interim she had discovered hoay off the mark she had been

His expert lips were both hard and soft, seeking yet co—and they tasted sweeter than the richest honey Her own opened beneath them, to taste the warue into the asped, buckled, so that his arrip which ainst him

A great wave of longing swept through her Physical—oh, yes—but so which was infinitely erous As if Hashim alone could fill some emotional space which seemed ever-constant inside her

For countless seconds she felt the rush of blood and the clamour of response—the warm, primitive throb of blood as it centred and pooled at a place which made her ache She felt one of his hands reach down to cup her buttock, and silently she begged hiers round, to delve into that secret place once more