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‘finishing’ to do.  It’s been a while.”
    Koen lifted his hand to Daniel and turned to the pretty redhead who had been looking at him the entire time he’d spoken with Eillia.  He hadn’t been exaggerating when he told h er it had been a while.  Too much going on around the villa for too long, and he’d just gotten too busy.  His cock had been ignored and this shapely girl was just the thing it needed.
    Flashing his sexiest smile, he walked over to the girl, but as he reached her, he hesitated.  She was a gorgeous girl, no doubt about it, but for some reason he really couldn’t put his finger on, he knew she wasn’t the one he wanted.  He was really horny, but he knew, suddenly, that he didn’t want to be with this girl.  Her hair was similar in color to his daughters, maybe that was it, but he knew it wouldn’t happen.  He smiled and turned away, back to the street, and saw her lose her smile.  Well, the tightness in his pants showed she wasn’t the only one disappointed.
    He turned so quickly, he crashed into someone else passing at that moment , smaller than him by a lot.  It was a woman, now crumpled on the brick street at his feet. God, he could have really hurt her.
    Koen squatted down to help her up as a thick curtain of shiny silk hair that covered her face flipped back, and he saw her face fully.
    He froze, his hands out to help her, poised to ask if she was okay.  But words didn’t come.  Blue eyes that lit the world smiled up at him and touched his soul instantly.  In the same way he knew the other girl had nothing for him, he knew that this was the one who would bring fire to his life.
    She smiled and took his outstretched hands to pull herself up.  Now standing, her head only came up to his shoulders.
    “Talk about sweeping a girl off her feet. You could have avoided the literal.”  Her voice was soft, but deep and sensuous.
    Koen snapped out of it , shook his head and focused on her.
    “I’m sorry.  My fault entirely.  Are you all right?”
    Nodding, she looked down at her hands still trapped in his.  Yet she didn’t pull away.
    “Yeah.  Yeah, I’m fine,” she finally answered . “I wasn’t really paying attention either.  Trying to decide where I wanted to eat.  So many choices.  So, let’s just say we have equal culpability for the collision.”
    He couldn’t stop staring. Koen had lived long enough to understand that sometimes things have no explanation. He soaked her in.  Curved cheeks, brilliant blue eyes that had already captured him, slim figure with full breasts wrapped in a sleek tee that didn’t meet the top of her tight jeans.  A huge hobo bag that threatened to topple her on its own.  Lips that…well, he already knew what he wanted to do with those.  Her smile went straight to his heart.  He was trapped.  This was why he couldn’t be with the redhead.  Somehow, his spirit knew he was waiting for her.
     
     
    First thing she noticed was how huge he was.  All over.   The second was that he stared at her openly.  Her respiration quickened as she put her hands in his.  Was he having the same reaction to her that she seemed to be having to him?  It made her uneasy because she didn’t understand it.  Never in her life had she met a man that made her want to know what he would feel like inside her…just on sight.  Until now.  This man…Olympian Gods would be jealous.
    What was that scent?  He smelled like sex.  Not like he’d just had it, not that, but like pheromones or something.   Whatever it was, it made her want to act on instinct alone and pull him into one of the long dark alleys.
    He was still watching her with those deep green eyes that she swore saw into her soul.   As if time stood still for both of them.  And he still held her hands.  Unexpectedly, she did something crazy. Something the old Alisa would never have done.  Something the new Alisa was searching for in her now abbreviated life, memories to build a