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'Is it all right?'

'Oh, David…' Her voice was a velvety murmur, lost in the realisation of a dreaht…'

After it was over, Clare knew that David was right It wasn't enough Even though she had been shattered by uniined bliss, she didn't want him to leave her, and cried out at the unbearable sense of loss when he gently withdrew

'Shhh…sweet girl' He handled her with exquisite care 'Come out or we'll drown… or melt… or both…' He helped her out of the pool and dried her body with the thick towel before spreading it on the grass, and lowering her on to it Clare watched him rescue his trunks from the pool, unable to meet his eyes but fascinated by the undulations of his superbly masculine bo

dy As he turned to join her on the towel, she drew a choked breath He ht be unselfconscious of his own nudity, but he wasn't indifferent to hers

He lay on his side, not touching her, and waited for her to rediscover her boldness When her eyes fluttered to his at last, he gave her a slow smile

'And that was just the rhapsody' When she blinked, he explained huskily, 'The enthusiastic, extravagant section of my private composition'

'O…oh?' Clare wasto do with external skin temperature

His eyes glea to hed in that same, slow, husky tone that was a syhtly, and sketched a leisurely line to her hip, tracing the vulnerable, blue-veined flesh to the pulse point at the very top of her thigh It leapt against the sensitive tip of his finger 'We still have the adagio…' he sipped from her parted lips '… the slow htly across the honeyed curls he had dried so lovingly '…so light and playful…the caprices, the variations… not to mention the encores… I never play only one I don't believe in the old adage about leaving your audience wanting Would you like h my whole repertoire, sweet?'

'We can't…' she said breathlessly, wanting itin her life

'That's what I said, but you overruled me, remember? To withhold ive me the opportunity to acquit e, my jury, my advocate…'

He acquitted himself very well, Clare had to admit much later So much later, she didn't dare ask to see the waterproof watch that was David's only apparel She didn't want to get dressed, she just wanted to lie forever in his arms, rocked to the sweet, sensual music he had created in her heart

'It's getting late Our reputations will be well and truly shattered' David was the first to stir, and Clare resented it

'What do you care? You're not the one who has to stay and face the…of her first words Clare hastily began to pull on her clothes She was supposed to be handling this raceful exit, so why couldn't she stick to it?

Because David wouldn't let her 'Are you? Staying at Moonlight? Is that what you want?'