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startled her. She spun around sending soapy water flying across the counter and onto his black silk shirt.
    Scarlet stood holding a glass in midair while the water ran down her arm and dripped to the floor. She recognized his face immediately. Sebastian DelaCorte. She had listened to his CD recently at a friend’s house and liked it. And with that picture of him on the cover, well, needless to say, they had listened to Sebastian’s music over and over, ogling his picture and fastasizing like silly teenagers.
    An instant attraction sizzled through her with the first glance at his simmering eyes focused unblinkingly on her. His hair, as dark as midnight and of the finest silk, dripped over his shoulders and fell across his black dress shirt, smooth and rich like an Indian brave’s. She wanted to reach out and touch it, entangling her fingers in its dark softness. And his lips were so inviting. She wondered what it would be like to nibble on them.
    “I’m sorry,” she said trying to mask the lustful thoughts running through her mind. “You surprised me. It’s Sebastian, right?”
    Still holding the dripping glass, she offered her hand.
    “I’m Scarlet, Gary’s sister.” She remembered the comment he’d made about her singing. “But I guess you already know that.”
    The heat rose to her face and she was intensely aware that her skin was probably turning red. Stop it, Scarlet. She couldn’t believe she was so flustered.
    “Yes, Vince told me your name. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Sebastian took the glass she held and set it aside before then taking her hand, still dripping with soap suds, and raised her trembling fingers to his lips, pressing a firm kiss onto them, all while never taking his eyes from hers.
    She felt a tingle run up her arm and the heat from her face spread through her chest and out to her toes. The way he moved, and spoke, that quiet confident voice; he was everything the press made him out to be. A gallant, dashing prince of rock n’ roll.
    And then he took her by surprise.
    In one quick movement, Sebastian stood next to her, so close that she could smell his spicy scent. Taking her in his arms, he captured her breath with a hot kiss that seared their lips together in a passionate bond. His hands roamed down her back and she had no control as her body melted beneath his sensuous touch.
    Her heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t believe it; she’d just met this guy!
    Caught totally by surprise, she let him explore her mouth while the warm softness of his lips controlled hers. Her silent questions were being answered and she now knew what it was like to have his lips pressed to hers. Taking directions from her heart instead of her mind, her fingers slid up the silk over his chest and touched the feathery tips of his hair.
    Then, as if he’d mastered her lips, Sebastian moved his mouth down to her neck, his hair sweeping across her lips as he did.
    “Wait a minute,” she said breathlessly. She did not entirely want him to stop, but for a split second she realized that she was kissing a stranger. Gently, she pushed Sebastian back with trembling hands and watched as the ends of his hair slipped from her fingers.
    His eyes pleaded silently with hers. He was a vision, a dark angel fallen to earth. This was the wild child she’d been dreaming of. Untamed, carnal, and so beautiful.
    “I don’t even know you,” she halfheartedly protested.
    “Sure you do,” he said. “You know my name, occupation, and,” he sighed, “if you read any fan magazines you probably know my favorite colors and pet peeves.”
    “You know what I mean.”
    She took a nervous step back and crossed her arms. Kiss me again . Here stood her dream man and she was pushing him away. Was she crazy?
    “Generally I date a guy before he kisses me.” As an afterthought, she added, “Not that you’re not a great kisser, but…”
    “I am sorry, I have a tendency to be abrupt. Just looking at you, and smelling your