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sexual attraction.
     She mentally didn’t enjoy the lack of discipline in such passionate responses to a
     man. In fact, it made her nervous to feel so … strongly toward anyone. But if she
     ever wanted to consolidate her relationship with Roland, she had no other choice but
     to venture into this unchartered territory until she had it down nicely.
    A week of this and she’d probably no longer cringe when another man put his hands
     on her. When Roland begged to get her back, she would be able to kiss him without
     seizing up inside.
    In fact, he was going to flip with the new and improved version of Monica Davenport
     when he saw her at the gala—where they were supposed to “talk” once more. He’d wanted
     her to decide whether she really wanted to be with him, and she had loathed to see
     him so hurt the last time they’d attempted to have sex. She had methodically decided
     that she did want him; he was perfect for her, and she was going to prove it to him with Daniel’s
     help.
    The phone trilled, and the doorman alerted her he was on his way up to her penthouse.
     Flutters spread through her system as she went to pour wine, dismayed to find that
     she had to take a quick drink for courage.
    Ding.
    Holding her breath, she turned as he stepped out of the elevator, and at her first
     sight of him, her body felt as charged as though she’d gotten a shot of adrenaline
     straight in her veins. Flutters exploded in her stomach.
    Clad in a dark black gabardine that made his hair look even blonder, the tousled sun-lightened
     streaks calling her fingers, he was a walking, talking sex bomb. “Wow. Did you fly
     here?” she said teasingly, feeling warm inside when he smiled.
    “I was actually down in the lobby all day, waiting for your summons.” He dropped his
     coat on the coat stand, and he was wearing no tie. His hair was in disarray, his face
     incredibly sexy with that slow smile that made her lungs burn, and she had forgotten
     how incredibly low and rich his voice was.
    She signaled to the wine she’d poured for him. “Wine?”
    “Don’t mind if I do,” he said, and he lifted the goblet and sipped, his eyes raking
     her form.
    She had never been more aware of how revealing her night dress was. White and whispery
     as a breath, it displayed her body underneath almost as if she were completely nude
     to him. Every inch of her hips, her curves, her belly button, could be seen. Her hair
     was loose, falling in perfect waves past her shoulders, but the tips did nothing to
     cover the tips of her breasts, and her nipples tightened visibly through the material.
    His expression tonight was not as playful as yesterday, she realized with a rapidly
     pumping heart. It was dead serious and somber, and his eyes shone with a new predatory
     gleam when they finished their foray of her body and returned to hers. Her chest tightened
     painfully hard. He’d seen her naked. He’d penetrated her with his fingers. He’d come
     in her hand. The blood thrummed through her veins, slowly and powerfully going to
     her sex, her breasts, tightening her skin.
    “I couldn’t sleep,” she said, for lack of anything else to say, for lack of the courage
     to tell him, Do me! Do me! Do me now!
    His green gaze literally ate her up as he took another drink, then he set it aside.
     “So the little princess needs to be tucked in.”
    “It was either you or valerian.”
    “He sounds old and definitely not straight, princess.”
    “It’s an herb,” she said, laughing.
    A full toe-curling smile flashed, and he reached out to rub his fingers along the
     bottom bow of her peignoir. He stared at her mouth with undisguised hunger, and she
     stared at his in return, her heart beating with wild tension. Her voice came out a
     croak. “I’m really nervous this time.”
    There was a lengthened silence, both of them standing utterly still, then Daniel cupped
     her neck in his big hand, the slow stroke of his thumb sending shivers down