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moan escaped her, her head falling back onto the pillows of the lounger.
    “ All right?” he asked abruptly.
    Christie gazed up at the stars through the woven grass canopy, and risked a deep breath. Oh God. He was doing it again…
    “ Is this your idea of revenge?” she managed to say.
    “ We can talk about the diamonds now, if you like.” The little circles were now being drawn along the edge of her stocking-top, towards the fastener, and very slowly around it, several times as if he was passing the time while thinking. “I’m more concerned about your possible blisters right at this moment.”
    “ You want to check my feet for blisters?” Christie repeated, in disbelief. “If this is how you persuade me to do that, what…”
    “ What would I do to persuade you to talk about the diamonds?” Adrik said. “That would be telling. I don’t think you would do as well as you are doing now.”
    Christie bit down on her lip as the fastener popped open, and the cool night air greeted her skin as his descending hand took the stocking with it this time, easing it smoothly down over her knee. His other hand cupped the bareness of her calf as the wisp of clothing drifted from her toes, sending more heat shooting up her body.
    “I’m going to have to keep this,” he said, flourishing the stocking before tucking it away into an inside pocket. “I still don’t think I trust you enough.”
    That sent the heat straight to her face, knowing exactly what he was referring to. But there was no concession for her yet either, as he started on the other one in the same way.
    Somewhere on the floor her phone buzzed, and was ignored.
    “ Supposing you thought I was completely innocent?” she suggested, trying to block the sensations as they quadrupled inside her, the gentle night breeze tickling the bare skin of one leg, while his fingers worked their magic on the other. “Would you be here now? Would you have been thinking of me at all since?”
    “ Have you been thinking of me?” he asked, bluntly. “To you, I was innocent, yes? I was your ‘mark’ as they say?”
    As his hand traced the slow line between her ankle and knee, Christie wondered if he planned to do everything to her that she’d done to him on that occasion.
    “I asked you first…” she managed to say, before the tips of his fingers brushed along the upper edge of her other stocking, summoning up goosebumps where they almost met the surface of her skin.
    “ Did you kiss all of your marks goodbye?” he asked.
    Christie gasped as his fingers traced higher, directly onto the soft skin of her inner thigh above the stocking, his thumb toying with the second fastener.
    “Be careful, if you decide to say anything,” Adrik continued, leaning closer. “I may already know the answer.”
    She was biting down on her tongue now, her mind a whirlpool while her body did its best to betray her. His hand made one more journey down to the tip of her toes, and back up again, teasing her mercilessly.
    Don’t say it, she repeated over and over to herself in her head. Don’t say anything.
    He circled the fastener several times as before, then hooked one finger behind the elastic connected to it, running the back of his knuckle up and down her bare skin, causing her skirt to hike up and expose the restraining button. Christie tensed, certain she was seeing more stars than physically appeared through the grass roof. If she had dared, she would have closed her eyes to see if they were all real, or in her mind.
    “Do you have dreams about me?” he whispered. “Because I dream about you.”
    “ I think I’m in one right now,” she blurted out against all better judgement, gritting her teeth.
    He grinned, sliding his hand down to grip the fastener.
    “I should put you out of that misery.”
    Leaning down, he closed his mouth over the button in a kiss – and popped it apart with his tongue.
    The stocking drifted off as the first one had, unheeded. The night air rushed