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g Anne felt wa

es that made her wince as morning sunlight pierced through the hotel curtai

strange sheets, the unfamiliar ceili

t.

es fle

f-naked man with tousled dark hair and a tattoo peeking over his bare shoulder. He was asleep-

bed, sheets tangling around her

backing away. Her head spun, her

t sit up. Just smiled.

orning,

i

Twice. Her fingers

tly. "No, no, no.

stretching his arms behind his head, muscl

ry drunk. And I don't even do one-night stands, let

but not sloppy. There was elegance in the way he moved-controlled, expensive.

en she

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ld band glinting mockingl

Her breath caught in her thr

d to take up the whole room. "You asked me to marry you. In the lobby. Right after you spilled c

ropped. "

do something 'crazy and spontaneo

before began creeping in. Loud music. Too many tequila

ng gray eyes. A voice that felt like heat

n

ed, heading for the bathro

halfway to her jawline, lipstick smeared, hair a tangled mess of curls and re

nt to think about

her face, trying to breathe. This can't be happening

the mirror behind her. T

me?" she asked,

am

t na

ooth as silk with something dangerous coiled beneath

his in the mirror. "

behind, his reflection just a whisper away from touc

around to face him. "This was a mistake.

s a puzzle. "You said you wanted something diff

th caught i

drunken nonsen

closer. "That

till mocking, yes, but deeper now. Som

ering how he felt. The way his hands had touched her like she was fragile an

" she asked suddenly.

ere safe." His tone was casual, lik

told

doorframe, arms crossed. "I'm going to o

w what I like,

k and sure. "That's wh

heer gall of this man. Th

e. Dangerous, massive,

sane," she

s that made her heartbeat stutter. He reached out and brushed a s

your kind of insane, Anne. And

t speak.

nd confusion and utter absurdity of it all, something

t want t