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in the inviting gold of his eyes.
    "It's called sleight of hand," he murmured thickly as his fingers slipped to the upper edge of the tiny black silk panties. "Now you see them"—he peeled the sexy underwear down over the curve of her hip and let it drop to the floor at her ankles—"now you don't. But now I can see you. All of you!"
    She felt his palms cupping the rounded globes of her buttocks and belatedly remembered the mirrors behind her. He was watching the full length of her body revealed in the mirror, and the knowledge of his blatant hunger sent another rush of heat through her.
    "You're not playing fair," she protested shakily, burying her warm face against his broad shoulder.
    "There's nothing fair about good sleight of hand," he murmured, sinking his naiis into the soft flesh of her hips. "It's all magic."
    "What do you know of magic?"
    "I know a hell of a lot of card tricks,"Jordanconfessed dryly, and then moved a couple of paces, pulling her with him. "But if it makes you feel any better, we'll even up this situation. There, now you can see as much of me as I can see of you. It's not my fault I'm still half dressed," he added with gentle encouragement He dropped a soundless kiss in her hair.
    Automatically, Alyssa glanced at their figures as they both stood sideways to the wall of mirrors. The sight of herself standing fully naked in the arms of a man who by all of the normal definitions was still a stranger made her gasp. There was something unbearably abandoned about the image, and Alyssa went suddenly still as the realization of what she was doing came home to her. She stared at the image of herself, seeing the way the darker shade ofJordan's skin contrasted with her own paleness, absorbing the possessive curve of his sinewy arms as they encircled her waist. Her bare thighs were arched against his lower body in a silent plea, and even as she watched, momentarily shocked,Jordandeliberately thrust a foot between her legs.
    The action, an unsubtle masculine assertion of intent, broke the spell of the mirror. Eyes wide now with an uncertainty that had been sparked far too late, Alyssa faced him. "Jordan, wait, please wait This is all happening much too fast, and I can't seem to think. This isn't what I had planned ..."
    "This isn't what either of us had planned for this evening." The rich, dark voice was a soothing, gentling force designed to ease her rush of indecision. "But it's what's going to happen. I told you earlier that there really is an element of luck in the universe, sweetheart. Don't fight it I'm not going to let you fight it!"
    "No,Jordan, wait" She moved her head restlessly from side to side in a negative gesture, but he caught her lips with his own and held them fiercely captive. Then he shifted one hand to burrow it beneath the fall of her auburn hair and find the delicate nape of her neck. Instantly, his fingers began a slow massaging action that calmed and tamed. Alyssa felt herself succumbing to the magic of his hands and the kiss that anchored her mouth. Her palms, which had lifted to his shoulders in protest stilled once more, hovering uncertainly on his skin.
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    "I can't wait, sweetheart. I've been looking for you far too long."Jordan's free hand went to the buckle of his belt, and he finished undressing himself impatiently. The beautifully tailored trousers fell into a heap, followed by close-fitting briefs. Before Alyssa had even begun to rescue herself from the spell of his embrace, he, too, was naked.
    She felt the brush of his thigh as he thrust it boldly between hers, parting her legs for his touch. "Jordan, ah,Jordan." The words were a sigh of surrender as he slid his palm across her hip and then began to explore the hidden secrets behind the triangle of auburn hair at the apex of her legs.
    "Sweetheart, you're so warm, so ready for me," he groaned as he discovered the evidence of her desire.
    "Don't deny me