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could deal with an intergalactic Don Juan.
    Especially not one that looked the way he looked…
    She shivered. Just the thought of anything physical with him could turn her into a bowl of jello. And it wouldn’t take him long to find it out either! No, she was not stupid enough to play with dynamite. She didn’t have enough experience to handle a man like…
    Her thoughts drifted off as the door to the bathroom opened and Lorgin walked into the room wearing nothing but that dangling crystal earring.
    “ What do you think you’re doing? ” she squealed.
    He padded over to the vanity and retrieved her blow dryer, affording her a splendid view of his taut backside. He had the most perfect buns she had ever—
    Lorgin looked innocently over his left shoulder at her, asking guilelessly, “It is not permitted?”
    “No, it is not permitted!” She tried to make her voice project a firm, no-nonsense tone; what came out sounded rather shaky.
    He turned toward her, giving her ample view of all of his generous assets.
    Oh God.
    He was awesome. She never would have imagined…
    Deana flushed crimson. “Go into the bathroom andput a towel around you, or—or something!” she sputtered.
    His hand covered his heart. “By your desire,” he literally purred before he turned and padded back to the bathroom.
    As soon as Lorgin was out of her sight, a devilish grin slowly creased across his handsome face. He pictured Adeeann’s expression. No, she could not hide her emotions from him. He wondered what other reactions he could coax from her.
    Deana heard the blow dryer go on, so assumed he had watched her dry her hair earlier. She lowered her still flaming face to her hands. She kept trying to think of something, anything, else, but it was no use. Her mind kept picturing him as he walked out of the bathroom, tawny skin still slick from his bath, with all the grace and beauty of a great golden tiger.
    This would not do at all.
    She heard the dryer shut off and braced herself for his reappearance, half expecting him to appear in the nude again. A moment later, Lorgin came out of the bathroom, graciously attired with a towel around his waist. However, his hair was going in every direction.
    His face bore a thunderous expression. “What has that machine done to my hair?” The words were spaced and measured in an ominous tone.
    Deana giggled. She couldn’t help it. Great warrior, Knight of the Charl, done in by a blow dryer. He did not appear to appreciate her sense of humor. His next words confirmed this.
    “I do not see the humor in this, Adeeann.” He narrowed his eyes.
    Still giggling, she patted the bed. “Here, sit down. I’ll see if I can brush the knots out.”
    While he sat on the bed, she went to retrieve her hairbrush from the bathroom. Unbeknownst to her, his gazefollowed her, flickering down the length of her bare legs in blatant interest.
    Oblivious of his perusal, Deana sat down behind him cross-legged on the bedspread, saying, “You know, you’re supposed to brush your hair while you dry.” She looked at his head critically and smiled. “Unless you’re aiming for the wind tunnel effect.” He bunched his shoulders.
    “Relax. I’m just teasing.”
    “Be glad I do not challenge you for such a remark, Little Fire.” He spoiled the seriousness of his words by turning to grin wickedly at her.
    She began brushing his long, silky mane, carefully smoothing any knots out. His hair was thick and straight, gleaming to the middle of his back. So beautiful…
    Deana began stroking the length of his golden hair, letting the brush’s bristles glide down his back, while her other hand followed the same path, smoothing down the strands. It didn’t take long for her to lose all sense of time, getting lost in the activity.
    Lorgin closed his eyes and leaned back into her small but capable hands, enjoying the sensuous tug and pull of the brush, the softness of her touch. He thought he might never master the use of this blow