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away?”
    “I waited until two thirty. You said you‟d be here before midnight. Some
    road-weary folks came in with little ones and—”
    “Do you have another room?” He closed his eyes and pressed the
    phone to his ear.
    “Booked up. First time in a while, but this festival always brings ‟em in.
    Some great zydeco bands playin‟ this year.”
    Luc resisted the urge to count to ten. “And tomorrow night?”
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    “Don‟t have a free room until Tuesday. Got a couple of those lousy
    chain hotels a few miles down the road . . .” Homer said with obvious
    distaste. “Bet they‟re booked up, too. ‟Sides, I wouldn‟t let my dog sleep
    there. They don‟t clean nothin‟. ”
    His head was going to explode. Luc was accustomed to traveling to
    cosmopolitan cities. He stayed at Hotel de Crillon when he traveled to
    Paris, the Dorchester in London, the Peninsula in Tokyo, the Beverly
    Wilshire in Los Angeles. The fact he‟d been stiffed on a room at Homer‟s
    Cajun Haven at four in the morning crawled on his last nerve.
    He hit the end button on the conversation. Instead of giving in to his
    urge to throw the phone, he stiffly handed it back to Alyssa.
    “You were right.”
    “Thought I‟d save you the drive out there, since I know Homer too
    well.”
    And since he was, no doubt, another man who had seen Alyssa
    naked, Homer knew her awfully well, too.
    Luc sighed. He had to stop caring who‟d seen her bare. He‟d want to
    rip the heads off most of the male population of this town for the next week
    if he didn‟t get himself under control. He‟d fucked her for one night. What
    she‟d done before—or after—was none of his affair.
    So why did it bug the hell out of him? And where was he going to sleep
    tonight?
    “I have an extra room at my place,” Alyssa offered quietly. “It‟s clean
    and quiet and—”
    “I couldn‟t impose.” Because if he did, he‟d get inside her again.
    Last time he‟d spent the night in her body, he‟d been insatiable. For six
    hours. Nothing had been too searing, too depraved, too intimate. She‟d
    wrenched the sort of desire from him that burned him, shamed and elated
    him at once. He‟d taken everything she offered, then more—then come
    back again. He‟d fucked her in every way a man could, repeatedly.
    Bareback. Something he hadn‟t done in more than a decade, except with
    Kimber.
    And the memories of that incredible night with Alyssa were fraying his

    self-control.
    “No imposition. I have the room; you need a bed.”
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    She laid a soft hand over his as it gripped the gearshift. Her touch
    seized him clear down to his balls, igniting his blood.
    “Besides,” she murmured. “Maybe . . . you‟re right. If what happened
    tonight isn‟t a prank, then I‟d feel better not to be alone. Do you mind?”
    Yes. Very much . But he‟d be every kind of a bastard if he said no.
    He sent her a tight smile. “It will be my pleasure.”
    HE was lying through his teeth. Then again, so was she. She‟d paid
    Homer very handsomely to give Luc‟s room away and she doubted that,
    despite the prank, anyone would try to hurt her tonight.
    As Luc‟s SUV whipped down Lafayette‟s dark streets, exhaustion
    should have been weighing on her. Instead, she was filled with anticipation.
    She was finally going to be alone with the man she most wanted, in her
    house, where he‟d made mad love to her before. Too bad Luc wasn‟t
    happy about it.
    He was a puzzle. The lust in his eyes was unmistakable. Hell, every
    time he looked her way he damn near burned her. But his contempt wasn‟t
    hard to piece together. So his anger that someone else thought she was a
    whore intrigued her.
    “If it‟s not a prank, who would stab such a note to the seat of your
    car?”
    Sadly, the list was long. “Luc, let‟s wait and see what Remy comes
    back with.”
    “No.” He flashed her an impatient stare. “If whoever did this drops by
    while you‟re sleeping,