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in his jaw.
    Help…he believed it. And it had made him furious.
    His fury ignited her own.
    What right did he have to judge her? To leap to conclusions? She launched into attack. “Why?” she asked softly. “Are you jealous?”
    The dark tumult in his eyes turned to flame.
    In that instant a truly outrageous realization stunned her. Guy was jealous! Not because he cared for her, but because he thought she was sharing her body with someone else. Someone he hadn’t sanctioned…
    Bastard!
    â€œYou—” His grim voice broke off as he advanced on her.
    A thrill of all-too familiar and totally unwanted electricity shot through Avery. She stood her ground, refusing to back away. He was close, so close that she could feel the force of his breath, smell the tangy male scent of him, all intensified by the steam rising from the freshly filled hot tub.
    His hands gripped her shoulders. Before she could protest, his mouth slanted across hers.
    Mindful of her resolve to free herself of his thrall, Avery kept her lips primly shut, yet Guy made no attempt to force entry. Instead, after the first press, his lips softened, teasing hers, pressing little kisses along the sensitive seam. Despite her determination to resist him, he was too seductive. Every bit as good as she remembered from the halcyon days before it had all turned to dust. The familiar warmth lazily uncurled in her stomach and spread through her, leaving her craving more.
    Too soon he’d raised his head.
    â€œDid he kiss you like that last night?”
    Before she could tell him that Matt wasn’t her lover but her cousin—almost a brother—that she’d grown up with, Guy’s mouth was back on hers. Hot. Voracious. Devouring. Her hands crept up around his neck, caressing the smooth male skin with her fingertips. He pulled back and sucked in a shuddering breath.
    â€œNo one kisses like that,” she whispered into the cavern of space that separated them.
    The vibrating tension in his body eased a fraction. A hand cupped her cheek and he tilted her head back. Avery closed her eyes…waiting…waiting for his mouth to descend again.
    â€œLook at me!”
    Her lashes fluttered up. Reluctantly she met his gaze. An indefinable emotion lurked in the turbulent depths. Despite the warmth of the spa room, and the steam swirling around them, Avery shivered. This was not the easy-going restaurateur she’d thought herself in love with. She didn’t know this man.
    â€œNot even Jeff?” he asked.
    â€œWhat?” Avery blinked up at him in confusion.
    â€œForgotten how he kisses already?” There was a caustic bite to his tone. “N-no.”
    Forgotten? Guy sent me. I’m your birthday present. Then Jeff had breathed over her with boozy breath and touched her with hands that made her feel unclean. The words that had spewed from his mouth had made her feel dirty to her soul. I’m to chauffeur you to Baratin when we’re done.
    How could she ever forget?
    Was Guy jealous of the man he’d all but pimped her to? Well, she hoped he’d suffered the tortures of the damned. He’d destroyed her illusions. If he was jealous now, it was his own damn fault for opening a forbidden box that should have stayed shut.
    He deserved to suffer.
    The temptation to inflame his sexual possessiveness was too much. Avery gave him what she hoped looked like a seductive, kittenish smile. “I never kiss and tell.”
    â€œYou did more than kiss Jeff. You slept with him.”
    She stretched her eyes wide. “Why the curiosity? Wish you’d been there? We almost called you to join in.”
    The instant the words left her lips, Avery experienced a rush of regret. She’d thrown away the opportunity to tell Guy the real truth about how much she’d hated what had happened that fateful night.
    But how could she recant now? How could she tell him hersarcasm had been prompted by hurt and