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him, she forgot all about their current situation.
    The teasing continued, and she finally let him in, letting him have free access to her mouth as she teased his tongue with hers, inviting him to play. She was dizzy with arousal and didn’t see him as her kidnapper anymore but a captor in another respect. She didn’t think she’d be able to deny anything he requested of her right then. She was a smart woman, but in his arms with him kissing her like this, she didn’t want to rationalize anything. She just wanted to feel.
    He groaned, turning them both so she was against the counter, then boosted her up to sit on it. A shiver ran through his big body when she touched his tongue with hers.
    This was unbridled lust. An honest reaction. A woman who knew what she wanted and how she wanted it. She moaned as she felt him hard against the softest part of her; the contact sending sparks through her body and exploding through every nerve she had. Greedy for more contact, she ground herself against his hardness and almost fell limp in his arms with the blissful sensation.
    He kissed along her jaw, the softest of tugs on her hair pulling her head back and revealing the softness of her throat to him. She whimpered as he found the sensitive spot under her ear, her body nearly melting into a puddle and slithering off the counter. Then he stopped, going still.
    Rollie took a few more moments to realize he had stopped abruptly. Dazed with arousal, she needed a second to see he’d been distracted by something on the TV, and she stopped to listen as well.
    “…was fatally wounded in a shooting earlier today. Gavilan Tech spokesperson Bryan Westwood said to media during a press conference that prior to the shooting, Doctor Gavilan was scheduled to make an appearance at the Geneva Energy Summit next week …”
    Then, as she heard more, she quickly disengaged from him and ran to see more of the newscast.
    “No,” she cried out as she saw her double, her friend Marie Deline, carried by paramedics to an awaiting ambulance.
    “…died a few hours later while undergoing surgery after being shot several times at close range by, as of yet, an unidentified assailant. Authorities have yet to determine the motives for the horrific shooting and are currently looking for witnesses to shed light on the incident. However, given the lack of forensic evidence, police are having difficulty in proceeding with the investigation…”
    She was frozen on the spot as she stared at the screen, tears streaming down in earnest. She couldn’t believe that she was seeing this. Hearing this. Marie was dead? It couldn’t be…
    Her captor’s arms wrapped around her, holding her tight as she tried to wriggle free, pain and disbelief surging through her.
    He pulled the switchblade from his pocket and cut through the plastic of her cuffs like a hot knife through butter. He left the cuffs on the floor where they fell. “We have to leave. Now.”
    As soon as her hands were free, she came swinging at him. The arousal she’d felt turned into rage and then fury as she remembered how easily she fell victim to his charms.
    “You sonofabitch,” she screamed through her tears as she swung one punch after the other, most missing by a mile. “You already had me. Why did she have to die too?”
    “Whoa! Whoa! It wasn’t me.” He put his hands up to defend himself and easily caught her flailing fists. A quick move, and he spun her around, trapping her with her own folded arms, her back to his chest.
    “No, it wasn’t you, but you sure as hell are part of it.” she snarled as she struggled to get loose. The arm lock he had her in was effective and painful, but she ignored the pain and kept struggling, all she wanted to do was land a good punch on his face. Marie’s death, her ordeal, the kiss…it was all too much.
    She broke down and cried. “Why?” she wailed. “She wasn’t a threat to anyone. She didn’t know anything. Oh my God. It was all me. It was my