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he
commented.
    “I burned off a lot of calories dancing.”
    “So I saw.”
    She smiled and lowered her eyelids. “You like
the way I dance.” It wasn’t a question but a statement which he
didn’t bother to deny. “You should’ve danced with me before we left
the party.”
    Suddenly, she leaped up from her seat and
reached for his hand. “We should dance right now.”
    “This is a restaurant,” he protested as she
pulled him up beside her.
    “There’s music, though.” Innocuous background
music played softly. “Perfect for slow dancing.”
    Before he could argue, her arms were around
his neck and her body pressed against his. Her sweet scent teased
his nose. Her body was incredibly soft and light in his arms, which
had slid naturally around her back. She swayed against him,
encouraging him to do the same.
    “Dancing works best if you move a
little.”
    He glanced around the restaurant. Most other
diners didn’t seem aware of them in the back corner. The few who
noticed them dancing, smiled then turned their attention back to
their meals. He shuffled his feet awkwardly. A man with
lightning-quick reflexes in a hand-to-hand fight, yet he lumbered
like a bear when he was meant to be graceful.
    Ja-hun looked down at Leelah’s hair and
noticed there were golden strands shot through the brown. She
lifted her face to look up at him from inches away, so close he
could see the dark outer ring of her topaz eyes and the striations
of her irises. A faint puff of her breath tickled his neck, and his
gaze locked on her parted lips. His licked his own lips in
anticipation of something he couldn’t resist.
    Without stopping, thinking or hesitating, he
inclined his head, and their mouths touched, a polite brush that
sent his pulse rocketing. Her tongue licked delicately over and
between his lips. He tasted the salty tang of meat and beneath it
the essence of Leelah.
    His grip on her back tightened, and he
stopped shuffling back and forth. His eyes closed, and he forgot to
look out for danger. He’d already found it. Every shred of his
intellect warned him he was making a huge mistake, but every part
of him yearned for the woman in his arms.
    He clasped her body even closer and kissed
her hard and deep, surrendering his carefully cultivated detachment
to a glittering moment of passion.
     

Chapter Three
    Ja-hun was kissing her. Damn, he was kissing
her with a masterful aggression that put her past lovers to shame.
His tongue swept over her lips before plunging inside to coil
around hers. One hand rested at the small of her back, and the
other slid up to cradle the back of her neck. Their bodies were
pressed so close she could feel his erection beneath that
ridiculous suit. How she’d love to tear it off him so she could see
what she felt.
    He smelled good, a clean, forest scent
mingled with male musk that spurred her arousal. Her hands were
hooked over his shoulders, and she slid one up his neck and into
his hair to find out if it really did feel like silk. The ebony
strands slipped between her fingers. She moaned softly into his
mouth. Arching against him, she pressed her breasts more firmly to
his chest and rubbed her crotch against his. Ah, yes.
    At first, he responded, thrusting his
erection against her. Then he pulled away. He grabbed her shoulders
and moved her back from him.
    “No.” His voice was a harsh rasp.
“Enough!”
    There it was, the passion she’d been so
certain percolated just under his cool surface. Ja-hun was finally
aroused. Angry and aroused. His crackling glare was every bit as
exciting and magnificent as she’d thought it would be.
    Leelah wanted him to push her back onto the
table and fuck her right there in the restaurant. What would happen
if she goaded him further?
    In an instant, the shutters came down.
Ja-hun’s mouth closed to a tight line. The smoldering sparks in his
eyes winked out, leaving them as cold as black ice.
    “It’s time to get back now.” His voice was
even