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For now, for one night, the pressures of the job were light-years away

He could do that to her, and for her, she realized He could open little pockets of peace

Roarke watched her, pleased at the way the tension hadher this way, unwound, liuilty for indulging herself Just as he loved seeing her revved, her , her body braced for action

No, it had never been like this for him before, with anyone Of all the women he’d known, she was the only one he was compelled to be with, driven to touch Beyond the physical, the basic and apparently unsatiable lust she inspired in him, was a constant fascination Her mind, her heart, her secrets, her scars

He had told her once they were two lost souls He thought now he’d spoken no more than the truth But with each other, they’d found so that rooted them

For a ering to know his happiness now depended on one

Amused at hied to druy to open her eyes to slits

“I don’t think I can move”

“Then don’t” He handed her another flute of chaers around the stem

“I’ed to find her lass “It’s such a weird life Yours,” she elaborated “IYou want to take a night off, you zip over to Mexico and nibble on lobster and—as that stuff again, the stuff you spread on crackers?”

“Goose liver”

She winced and shuddered “That’s not what you called it when you shoved it in my mouth It sounded nicer”

“Foie gras Sa”

“That’s better” She shifted her legs, tangled therales,a few credits into a simulati

on booth down at Ti”