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Being able to discern what a
person was about was what he did… who he was. The ability to size up a
situation and react accordingly had been what had made him successful in his
chosen career path. Every bell and whistle was going off in his head that
something was afoot, but still he wanted to follow this thing through. He
wanted this woman and he planned to have her, but a tingle of unease coursed
through him. He didn’t like not understanding something. The last time he’d
turned a blind eye, it’d ended up with him attending his wife’s funeral.
    Alex
withdrew his keycard from his back pocket and slid it soundlessly through the
electronic scanner. She stood close behind him without touching him as he
unlocked the door. From where he stood, he could smell the floral scent of the
shampoo she used as well as the slight musky scent of her skin. He turned and
watched the vein on the side of her neck as it jumped erratically. He stepped
aside to allow her to enter ahead of him and he waited a beat before following,
catching the door with his foot as it began to close. He set her suitcase down
just inside the little alcove leading into the bathroom before following her
further into the room. He silently leaned his back against a partition wall and
watched her for several long moments, not moving, but giving her an opportunity
to change her mind without any pressure from him. He’d sensed her desperation
in the elevator.
    She
stood several feet away from him… waiting and wringing her hands.
    Pushing
off the wall, Alex said simply, “Well.”
    “Well,”
she parroted as she struggled to control her heightened emotions.
    He
sauntered slowly toward her, tilting his head as he studied her intently. “So…
this is my room,” he said with a grin.
    “Where
all the magic happens?” she quipped, his mocking grin putting her more at ease.
    He
stood towering over her and stared down into her upturned face. He lifted a
hand and brushed her hair over one shoulder. Her dark eyes were sultry and
warm, her naturally tanned skin glowed a caramel-color in the low lights of the
room. “Just like Disney World,” he said as he traced her lower lip with his
forefinger.
    The
muscles in her neck worked as she swallowed. “Who doesn’t like Disney World?”
she whispered inanely. “It’s the happiest place on earth…” she trailed off in a
breathless rush.
    He
smiled knowingly down at her. As slow as molasses, he moved his lips toward
hers. She sucked in a breath and closed her eyes as she waited for the contact
of his mouth on hers. Feather-light his lips brushed against hers. She gasped
at the electric feel of it and moaned in dissatisfaction of the brevity of the
caress when he pulled away. She blinked her eyes up to his.
    “What?”
he questioned softly.
    “More,”
she whispered as desire swirled low in her belly.
    He
smiled in that knowing way she was beginning to recognize. “I don’t know if
you’re ready for more.”
    Her
chest rose and fell as sensations swamped her. She wanted him in the worst way,
but it didn’t seem like he was going to make it easy for her. So what in life
was easy? At this moment in time, she didn’t want to be disciplined or sensible
- she wanted to be crazy and spontaneous. She wanted to feel something other
than fear and despair. She wanted this man she didn’t know, and who didn’t know
her, to take her someplace else. How she knew he had the ability to do so, she
wasn’t sure. Without giving herself time to think about it, she launched
herself against his chest. He stumbled back into the wall, his arms
automatically surrounding her waist to steady them. She leaned into him and
pressed her lips aggressively against his. Momentarily taken aback, it took
Alex a few seconds before he tightened his arms around her and plunged his
tongue between her teeth. She pressed her lush body up against his as she
struggled to get close enough. Adrenaline flowed through her, causing her blood
to