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tugged her hand and got them on the way to the hotel. She watched him surreptitiously as they moved through the people lingering out front. He ignored the questions posed to him, just continued walking. When they realised that wouldn’t work, they turned on her. Halyn ignored them. It wasn’t as easy to ignore the cameras flashing but it wasn’t long before they were in the elevator heading up to where the paparazzi couldn’t come.
    The hall was silent and she forced herself to breathe calmer. Enzo fished in his back pocket before withdrawing a key he used to open the door. He placed his hand at the small of her back and nudged her in.
    When the door closed behind them, she worried her lower lip. What the hell had she been thinking? She was in Enzo Cassano’s hotel room. Had she lost her mind?
    Probably.
    Did she care?
    Not in the slightest.
    His hands settled upon her shoulders and he spun her to face him. She swallowed at the amount of passion in his gaze. He teased the nape of her neck with his fingertips as he lowered his head to hers.
    Oh yeah , had she said she didn’t care if this was smart or not?
    The last little bit of common sense vanished when his lips connected with hers. She was a good girl three hundred and sixty-five days of the year, normally. Surely being one for three hundred and sixty-four days for once would be okay.
    Slipping her arms around his neck, she drew him closer still, until their chests touched. Nothing else mattered aside from the man holding her.

Chapter Three
     
     
     
    Enzo stared at the woman in the room with him. Halyn Jennings. She watched him with passion and desire. Her lids closed and his followed suit, allowing him to lose himself in the renewed kiss.
    As he moved her back, he toed off his shoes. They tumbled into bed, limbs entwined. He groaned as she rocked against his cock. She’d latched her legs around his waist and arms about his neck. He loved how tight she held him as if she wanted to climb in and never leave. That would be fine by him. Sitting up with her on his lap, he ripped her shirt off over her head. The moment her hands were free, she put them back on his shoulders.
    Enzo bit back a moan—she was stacked. Her full breasts pushed against her pale spearmint-coloured lace bra. He wanted to strip it from her and take her nipples into his mouth. He wanted to do many things to them. He took a deep breath, again smelling that scent around her. The one he couldn’t identify, but was quickly falling for.
    Taking one hand, he trailed his fingers down her sternum and the valley between her breasts. He watched her and was pleased that there was no shyness on her part. She had her full bottom lip in her teeth and her breathing had become a bit harsh but she stared at him as he moved down her belly and to the button on her shorts.
    “Off,” he rumbled.
    Halyn leaned in and kissed him before gliding sensuously from his lap. She stood at the end of the bed, faced him, and with agonising slowness unbuttoned her jean shorts. They slid down her long legs to the floor where she stepped free of them. Halyn turned a small circle for him.
    Shit! Her panties showed off part of her ass cheeks. It was the identical colour of her bra, lace trimmed, and had a tiny pink bow on the back. If he got any harder, his shaft would be cutting off circulation to the rest of his body.
    He snagged her around the waist, drawing her close. She was soft all over. Running his hands up and down her body, he explored her curves.
    Enzo stared up at her and wound some of her curls in his hands. He’d never felt hair so silken before. She watched him and his heart turned over a few times at the trust and emotion in her gaze.
    “Halyn.” The word came out a murmur as he guided her in for another kiss.
    So responsive, she opened and welcomed him in. His hands skimmed around to her back and with a deft flick he undid her bra, removing it without breaking their kiss.
    He slid his hands free of those