hair that would look good on a pillow. Feel good, too. A tingle of temptation touched his fingertips. He clenched his hands to wipe it away. This w

ention was galvanised. Leonard hadn't lied. He hadn't even

face that could definitel

e, aided by the erotic positioning of

ing it away. Impossible mission. She moved to the back of the car to join up with her sister and the full view of her

remained in

ly reached mid-thigh on long shapely legs that Chloe thought would feel fantastic wrapped around him. She was tall-tall enough to wear flat black sh

that highlighted the unusual shape of her eyes, more triangular than almond, amber irises, glinting golden between their black frame of thick lashes. Ca

and primitive stir inside him, wanting to take up the challenge she was beaming at him, wanting her submission to t

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thought when she first

jeans and the short-sleeved, open-necked white shirt showing off his impressive phy

ured approvingly. "Leonard'

owards the two men, a flutter started up in the pit of her stomach. It was the way he was looking at her, she

he dress, spreading diagonally from the left shoulder to thehem of the skirt. Favour was into flowers in her hair this summer, using them as accessories to

self, he was certainly attractive enough to fli

to emanate power, the kind of big male dominant power that suddenly sent weak little quiver

conversation sexier than actual bodies. All the same, she couldn't stop her eyes from feasting on this guy. He had

t, she d

te civi

nd int

that he was looking

is guy had it in spades. With one searing look he burnt Robert right out of

cover from ii when she heard Le

.this is my friend,

stunning

llins Templeton was already reaching legendary status for what he had achieved in spec

"I'm delighted to meet you both. And I

ust a quick touch- then to Jasmine, who found her hand captured by his for seve

tonight, Jasmine" he said very personally,

ative genius, occupying some planet of his own. Yet here he was, right in front of her, so dynamicall

ure." she

e straight and low, his eyes deep-set, somehow emphasising their penetrating power. His hair was a mass of tight,