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like a suspect for some unknown crime when I thought I’d done pretty well at bringing the boss’s daughter home with nothing more than a bruise.’
    Miles stares over at me and our gazes lock. The atmosphere changes and I feel the charge of sexual tension fill the room. We’re both remembering that the boss’s daughter came back with a whole new education.
    ‘So,’ he says softly, still staring at me. ‘You decided to come and find me, did you?’
    I nod, my mouth going dry. I’ve been enjoying my fantasies of Miles but the reality is both infinitely more complex and much more exciting. He hasn’t fallen on me, telling me I’m the woman of his dreams and he has to have me now. In fact, when he thought I was a danger to him, he was more likely to strangle me than kiss me. But I can’t help preferring this flesh-and-blood man to my imaginings, whether he refuses to act like my romantic hero or not. My gaze travels over him, taking in the way he looks so heart-poundingly sexy in his cotton pyjama pants and T-shirt.
    He says, ‘I guess you’re not exactly used to this part of the building, are you?’
    I shake my head, not able to speak. His gaze is raking over me, taking me in. I wish now that I’d inspected myself in the mirror before I set out to find him, but the whole thing was so impulsive, I didn’t think of it. I’m wearing the clothes that Jane-Elizabeth brought me earlier: ballet flats, black skinny jeans and a loose silk top printed with a pattern of birds.
    Miles says softly, ‘I’m honoured. You came to the staff quarters. It must be a first to see a Hammond on this floor.’
    I manage to find my voice at last. ‘I had to see you.’
    ‘Did you now?’ He smiles, a lop-sided half smile of amusement. ‘We only saw each other this morning. You’re not going to tell me you can’t live a day without me, are you?’
    I can hardly believe that it was only this morning that we woke up together in that hut. Could he have forgotten what he did to me in the night? I can almost still feel the swollen sensation that lingered for hours after he pounded me with his huge prick. The thought makes me pull in a sharp breath. ‘I don’t know how we left things,’ I say at last. ‘I wanted to know what you think.’
    ‘What I think?’ He stands up, and I’m almost overwhelmed by his physical presence. He’s tall and broad, making me feel small and fragile by comparison. He takes a few steps closer to me and I start to tremble. How on earth does he have this effect on me? I’m eaten up with longing for him. I have the most tremendous urge to leap on him, kiss him, hold him – but I know instinctively that this would be the wrong approach. I say nothing but look up at him. He reaches out a finger and strokes it along my jaw, leaving a trail of tingling nerve ends where he touches me. ‘I think,’ he continues, ‘that we had an agreement. What happened in the hut stays in the hut. Right?’
    ‘That was what you said,’ I say, my voice loose and shaky with the effect he’s having on me. I can’t seem to breathe properly and my whole body is alive with excitement.
    ‘So…’ His blue eyes search my face. ‘Is there anything more to say?’
    You know there is! There must be! We can’t just leave it like that!
    The words shriek inside my head but still I say nothing. I can’t, not while I’m working so hard at controlling my breath and the racing of my pulse. I long for him to touch me again so badly, it’s all I can do not to grab his hand and press it to my face.
    I close my eyes, concentrate hard and take in a deep breath. When I’ve released it I say quietly, ‘I don’t think my education is complete.’
    His eyes flicker with something I can’t identify. ‘Oh, really? But the terms of my tuition were very clear. Do you mean you want to change them?’
    I drop my gaze. ‘Yes. Yes, I do. I want to finish what we’ve started.’
    He says nothing and when I look up, his eyes are burning