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anger at his ready acceptance that she’d slept with a man he’d sent to her? Pride wouldn’t let her.
    He could go to hell.
    Guy didn’t love her. Had never loved her. It was enough to make her want to weep.
    â€œJeff told me that you’d been chasing him for weeks, and that night he couldn’t resist what you were offering.”
    What?
    Had he not sent Jeff to her? She gazed at Guy, searching for a chink in his shuttered face. But the only softness came from the flickering candlelight that danced over his skin, causing shadows to lurk under his cheekbones.
    â€œThat I offered?” she prompted.
    Guy pushed a hand through his hair. “I was busy—”
    â€œYou were always busy.”
    His jaw tensed. “Jeff called just as I was about to ring you to ask you to catch a cab. He offered to make the call for me and get the cab so I could finish what I was doing. I thought it was important.” His mouth twisted in a parody of a smile.
    â€œSo Jeff called me,” she said flatly.
    â€œAnd you asked him to pick you up—only when he got there did he find out what you had in mind.”
    â€œOf course.” Avery felt numb. He’d believed Jeff.
    The man must be dumb. How could he not know what they’d discovered was special? Something she’d never found with another man? Yet he believed her capable of sleeping with Jeffrey…and Matt…at the drop of a hat. She shivered.
    â€œYou’re cold.”
    Not cold. Goosebumps from reaction. She was hurting, exposed and vulnerable. Unlike him.
    â€œGet into the hot tub,” he ordered.
    â€œWith you here?”
    He raised a dark eyebrow. “Why not? There’s nothing I haven’t seen many times before.”
    The biting sarcasm made her see red. All the objections that threatened to spill over fizzled out when he hit a button on the control dial and the jets started to froth. Why not?
    She’d told Matt that she was going to exorcise him.
    No time better than the present.
    With a reckless awareness of playing with fire, Avery dropped her terry robe. She was naked beneath. She heard Guy suck in air, but refused to turn her head to gauge his response. Instead she stepped over the lip of the tub into the churning water of the sunken spa.
    And wondered if she’d ventured too far…
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    Guy could’ve sworn his heart ceased when Avery’s robe slipped down her glorious body.
    Any hope he’d nursed that Avery had not been playing cruel games with him and Jeff as her pawns had been extinguished by the brazen admission that she’d seduced poor Jeff.
    It only took a glimpse of her naked form for the rage to flare into mind-blowing sexual hunger. Given that she was so little, Avery had the longest damned legs he’d ever seen. His eyes followed the sleek bare length to the delectable curve of her butt. She was perfect. Absolutely god-dammed perfect.
    He wanted her. Damn, he ached with wanting. It had been too long….
    The tub swallowed her as she settled down, the long legs and curvy body disappearing beneath the frothing water that gleamed in the light of the candles. She leaned her head against the edge of the tub and gave a sigh.
    Only the top of her breasts were visible, yet even that was enough to make him hard.
    After her betrayal he’d told her he never wanted to see her again. He’d been certain if he saw her, he’d throttle her. Famous last words. No doubt she planned to make him eat them, morsel by morsel. Well, here he was achingly aroused and dying to kiss that sassy provocative mouth again. Damn.
    She was here for the duration of the Food and Wine Gala. Why not sate this inconvenient hunger for her that gnawed at his gut like a wild, feral beast? This time he would make her as mad for him as she’d made poor, broken Jeff. The fool had risked everything for her. His friendship with Guy. Their business, Go Green.
    Guy had been ready to plant a fist