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“You can’t have a Bond-theirl,” she told him

He wondered if he was the only person that noticed her bottom lip trembled as she spoke

“No, you can’t,” he said

Her shoulders relaxed slightly Had she been wondering if he would turn her away? Silly woman He leaned towards her and whispered in her ear

“I hope you’re naked under there”

Her genuine smile surprised them both

“Better,” she teased

Lake wasn’t sure what could be better than naked He put a hand on her shoulder so that all the other drooling men would back off

“What now?” he said

“Now, I fight back,” she said, but her voice shook on the words

He squeezed her shoulder

“Boys,” she called to the newspaper reporters, “Lake was irl, and I’m only too happy to help him out”

“No way,” one of theaped “Is that Kirsty Campbell?”

The photographers stepped in closer

Lake felt her take a deep, shuddering breath as she turned towards the cameras Slowly and seductively, she opened her coat to bare the whole left side of her body She arched her back slightly, bent her knee and pointed her toe Then she lowered her chin and pouted at the camera Each movement was subtle It could have been crass and over the top, but it wasn’t It was aht side so that the caet a better shot of her left She held her coat tight at her neck with her right hand Lake put his arm around her shoulder and leaned into her