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Then he let her go

She blinked her eyes open

His face was taut with tension, the bones visible beneath his tanned skin

“This isn’t going to work,” she whispered

“No,” he said thickly, “it isn’t”

He reached for her She went into his arms Their mouths fused The kiss was deep and hot and she had never experienced anything remotely like it

His phone rang And rang

She flattened her hands against his chest

The phone went on ringing

Finally, eons later, Marco raised his head Emily stepped back

He took a long, shuddering breath Concentrated on snow Ice Glaciers Why wouldn’t his damned body cooperate? At last, it did He was safe to be seen in public

“Tio,” he said

Then he took her elbow, as iesture could be, and led her to the elevator

They were seven for dinner

The CEO of the French co His wife An accountant from that coed woman the CEO introduced as his assistante de direction