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does a single kiss prove that I’m straight?” He moved closer, his attitude part anger, part dominance and all male. It was only years of training that kept her standing still. Most women would be backing up as he tightened the distance between them. Within a moment she could feel the heat of his breath across her skin.
    â€œThat was the bet,” she said. “One kiss. If you want to fake it, that’s up to you.”
    â€œI’m not going to fake anything,” he growled.
    The air seemed to tingle as it entered her lungs, and her skin flushed with heat. Without even planning it, her chin shot up and she met him stare for stare. But she couldn’t speak as he came so close to her lips.
    â€œOne kiss?” he whispered. He brushed his mouth against her cheek in what was definitely a kiss. It made her whole body shiver. “Was that a kiss?” he asked. He shifted to nip the tip of her nose. “Or how about this?”
    Finally, he made it to her mouth. While she held her breath in anticipation, he brushed a single, long, thorough kiss acrossher lips. No tongue, just his lips. And it was the hottest thing she’d experienced in nearly two years.
    He was toying with her, getting her hot without fulfilling her bet or her personal hunger. This was what came of playing with an alpha dog. But she wasn’t without skills of her own.
    â€œYes,” she whispered, as she stretched up on her toes to let her breath warm his mouth. “That’ll count.” Then she forced herself to drop back on her heels and step away.
    He arched his brow at her, a challenge in his eye. “Glad I could be of service. You let me know if you need some more proof.”
    She grinned. “Is that an invitation to play?”
    She watched him pause a moment, and then his expression slid to pure male. “Yeah, it is. Did you have something else in mind?”
    And there was the gauntlet thrown down in challenge. Did she have the nerve to pick it up? It had been two years since she’d played any type of sex game with anyone. Two years since she’d put on stilettoes and done up her hair. Two years of burying her nose in every type of bizarre holistic treatment she could find. And none of it had been as fun as this moment right now. So did she go for it? All the way?
    How could she not? After two years, she was beyond ready.
    She stretched her hands up in the air and slowly pulled out the pins holding her hair in place. She knew he was watching her, so she worked as slowly and as seductively as possible. And then, when she was sure he was good and caught, she flashed him a wink. “There’s a Tantric game I’ve always wanted to play,” she said.
    He swallowed, but that was the only indication she’d affected him. Well, that and the bulge down below. “A game?” he rasped.
    She stepped right up to him, leaned in close and movedher lips to his left ear. She even pressed a hand to his chest so she could feel his heart beat under her palm.
    â€œHe who comes first, loses.”
    He released a growl, low in his belly. Like a great beast coming awake after a long sleep, and at the sound, she knew she had him.
    â€œSounds like a good game,” he said as his hands slid around her waist. “You think I’m going to play with you? You think I’m going to risk a potential deal with Mandolin just to get you in bed?”
    â€œI do.” She nipped at his earlobe with her teeth.
    â€œAnd why would I do that?”
    â€œBecause I got your attention,” she said as she thumbed open two buttons on his dress shirt and slipped a finger inside. There was a light dusting of hair there, just enough to be manly without detracting from the muscle she felt beneath his skin.
    â€œLots of women get my attention.”
    His hands began creeping upward toward her breasts. Her nipples tightened and her breath caught and held. She’d forgotten how hot this was. How