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thundering heart slammed. She forgot to breathe.
    He slowly grinned, somehow jerking the zipper entirely up.
    He wore a silver ring there .
    She’d seen body piercings, of course. Just not there—and not like that.
    â€œSomething got yer tongue?” he mocked softly.
    She choked and her mind came to life. “Having fun? Because I hate to be the one to ruin your private party.” But she wanted to wipe the perspiration from her cleavage and brow. Her body was rioting. So much for worrying about her sex drive.
    â€œHot?” His gaze followed her fingers as she wiped the moisture away. “Surely ye’ve seen a cock ring before.”
    Sam felt her fake smile vanish. “That was some welcome, Maclean. Too bad I’m not into voyeurism.” She tried to be flippant. “Nice jewelry.”
    His brows lifted as he sauntered toward her. “Admit it. I make ye hot, Sam, an’ ye loved watching.”
    Sam realized that Becca was scrambling off the bed and racing toward the door. She swallowed, Becca’s exit giving her a much-needed pause. “It was a decent show,” she said, recovering a hair of her composure. “Aren’t you going to go after her?”
    â€œNow why would I do that?” he asked, standing before her. “When yer right here?”
    â€œOh, I don’t know. To piss off Hemmer? To keep an insider on your next job?” Because walking out on me is a habit of yours?
    He laughed. “I don’t care what Hemmer thinks an’ I hardly need Becca. I know ye liked the ring, but did ye like the rest of the goods?”
    She inhaled.
    Show me the goods .
    And she’d dropped her dress…
    He was trying to make her recall that moment—his being in control, and the humiliation that had followed. Worse, his image was now engraved on her mind. “I always like eye candy, Maclean.”
    â€œYe’ve never seen—or had—eye candy like mine.”
    Unfortunately she was completely breathless. “Sure of yourself, are you?”
    â€œVery.” His gray eyes remained mocking. He leaned close and murmured, “Ye can take the ring off any time, Sam. Just say when and where.”
    He’d walked out on her before, but this time, he was in pursuit. It was hard to think clearly, much less wonder why. And damn it, it was hard to look away from his smoldering gray gaze. His words intensified the currents sizzling in the room. “Gee, a come-on. Last time you weren’t very interested. Why don’t you give that honor to your girlfriend?”
    â€œBut I want ye to have the honor.” He seemed amused. “To make up fer my bad behavior at Loch Awe.”
    Sam fought thinking about taking that ring off and touching him where it counted. She’d forgotten the attraction that raged between them, against her judgment and her will. But she had not forgotten their last encounter, oh no, and she never would.
    And she knew that inwardly he was laughing at her. He was not repentant at all. “I don’t like men coming on to me,” she said flatly. “I call the shots.”
    His mouth curled. “Of course. Ye like to be the one seducing yer little boys. Or should I say toys?”
    He was right. “Do you have a problem with strong women, Maclean?”
    â€œAye, I do. I like my women soft an’ hot. An’ we both know ye have a problem with strong men.”
    She slowly smiled. “My problem is I’ve never met a man as strong as me—especially in the bedroom.”
    His smile was wide. “Now who’s the arrogant one? When yer ready to take a chance, ye’ll find out how wrong ye are.”
    Sam had the disturbing notion that he’d give her the ride of her life. “I’m always ready—except when it comes to jet-setting playboys with massive egos like you.”
    â€œOuch,” he said. “So ye haven’t forgiven me fer Loch Awe. Ye were