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with her life but with her desires.
    Grayson stood as well, never taking his gaze from her. She
didn’t move. She hardly breathed, only aware of her quickening heartbeat,
looking unflinchingly into his eyes.
                “You eyes are making
promises,” he said, his own eyes gleaming.

Chapter Seven
     
     
    Despite an awareness of the danger they faced, both Robin
and Grayson both made a decision. He had broadcast his want for her. She
invited him in with words. The very atmosphere of the room seemed to know it.
There wasn’t anything to hold them back from acting on their feelings. The
steadily building passion held enough energy to destroy anything that dared to
try.
    He held out his hand to her. “Come to me, Robin.” 
    Like an obedient and trusting child, she took the few steps
into his waiting arms.
    Just like the night before, their lips came together in a
passionate slow dance of kisses. This time, however, she wouldn’t run away. She
wanted this. Needed this. Could not go on with it. On some level Robin was
vaguely aware of his fascinating mix of manly strength and gentleness that
weakened her knees; but her raw desire for him took her complete attention.
It’d scared her the night before. Now she felt a thrill of freedom as she gave
herself up to it.
    She felt her body responding to his touch as if she’d been
made for this. Robin had never reacted like this to anyone.
     As they stood enjoying the sensuality of the long lingering
kiss, Grayson held on to her in a protective embrace. Even in the inferno of
his lust, he was still fully aware that it was his duty to keep her safe. He
shouldn’t want her this desperately, not after dragging her into this mess, but
she owned his mind and body now. Pleasing her could be an addition or a duty.
He welcomed both.
    She murmured something. Grayson tried to respond. The words
themselves didn’t matter, though. Everything was understood. As the intensity
of their desire heightened, they both knew they had reached a point of no
return.
    Slowly and gently, he lowered her onto the daybed.  She
didn’t resist as he knelt beside the bed and began peeling off her clothing in
layers, kissing her skin as he found each new spot. She was perfect, every inch
of her. Robin was breathtakingly beautiful, and not just physically. His heart
constricted with care for this spirited, smart, funny and sexy woman.
    She reached for his shirt and pulled, flashing a taunting
smile. He didn’t resist her either, and let her pull his clothes off. 
    Robin was determined to live every moment of this fantasy to
its fullest. Who knew what tomorrow would bring? Here was a Christmas present
for the taking, no matter if they got the chance to explore a relationship.
This would be perfect.
    She held out her arms and pulled him to her on the bed. 
    “Did you have any idea when we met?” he mumbled into her
hair, breathing in her scent and holding her close.
    “That we would drive each other over the edge?” she finished
for him, running her hands all over his skin, feeling the taut muscles
underneath. “What strong arms you have…”
    “The better for carrying you with…and loving you with… and
sweeping you off your feet and into my fancy day bed.”
    That made her laugh, the sound getting lost into his neck.
They fit together so wondrously, in so many places. Each time his mouth gently
yet firmly tasted every inch of her body, he wordlessly told her that he would
cherish and respect her with everything in his being. He murmured, “You’re so
beautiful, so perfect,” over and over onto her skin.
    When he teased her past reason, he asked, “Do you want me?”
    “You naughty boy,” she whispered. “You need me now.”
    “Do you trust me?” he whispered, and then he waited,
suspended, his muscles quivering in anticipation and restraint.
    She nodded against the pillow under her head. “Yes, I do.”
    He slowly slipped down to her. It was pure pleasure. She
gripped his