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the road. With Jake’s gaze on her all day and her body’s jittery response, she’d forgotten to eat. She was absolutely starving. Returning the bikini would have to wait until later, after she’d had dinner.
    Before she could even wonder what was in the fridge, a motorcycle carrying the man who’d been annoying her all day pulled up in front of her.
    “Hungry?” Jake’s eyes glowed with laughter as he looked down at her. Caitlyn quickly snapped her mouth shut.
    The motorcycle looked huge and dangerous and there was absolutely no flipping way she was getting on it with him. “No.” Her stomach rumbled.
    Jake cocked a brow. “Jump on, Caity. I won’t bite.”
    Folding her arms across her chest, she glared at him, though her heart wasn’t in it. The roasting hot sunshine shone done on his brown, squared face and turned the waves of his hair gold. Her empty stomach flipped and her pulse quickened, making heated blood race through her body.
    “Come on, don’t be a wuss.” Jake kicked the stand down and swung his leg over the monstrous machine.
    “I’m not a wuss. I just don’t have a death wish. Where did you find a motorbike on this tiny island anyway?”
    “If you come with me, I’ll show you what else I managed to get my hands on. A whole array of British grub, stuff you can’t get your hands on in the states.”
    God, it was tempting. Living in America for so long, she’d forgot what simple things like pan bread tasted like. Not to mention the temptation of Jake himself. He stepped forward, his white shirt pressed against his abs in the slight breeze, and she became distracted with the memory of his shirtless state last night.
    “Say you’ll come.”
    He was so close she had to tilt her head up to look him in the eye, but was distracted mid-way by the ‘v’ of skin exposed below the thick column of his throat. Caitlyn’s heart raced as the smell of saltwater mixed with his sandalwood aftershave and muddied her thoughts.
    “Caitlyn?”
    She did look up then, right into eyes darker than a starless night. They were open, and focused, and hid a hunger in their deep depths that warmed her to the core. “Mmm,” she mumbled incoherently, feeling a similar hunger well up inside herself.
    He smiled, distracting her further. “Come on. You won’t be disappointed.”
    Jake snared her hand in his and tugged her gently toward the motorbike. Caitlyn tried to snap back to her senses. Really, she should be wary he was taking her off somewhere, but the warm jittery feelings were back, swirling around inside and turning her brain to mush. If he was going to hurt her, he had the perfect chance last night and he didn’t.
    Maybe she should go to dinner with him and start paying him back for the discomfort he caused her today. And, of course, for being late. Now that she was thinking relatively clearly, Caitlyn thought of all the ways he had tortured her and knew by the look in his eyes that he felt some kind of attraction toward her. Perhaps if she kicked the sexy up a notch, he’d be just as uncomfortable as she’d been.
    A vindictive thrill ran through her and she found she liked it.
     

Chapter 3
     
    The way Caitlyn stared at Jake’s bike with wide eyes and skin pale made him rack his brain for another way to convince her to spend some time with him. With all the problems during filming today, he’d been waiting for her to throw a hissy fit. She hadn’t.
    By the time he’d finally realized Caitlyn wasn’t like any of the other actresses he’d worked with, she was dressed in a white wetsuit and his mind had gone blank. It had been hell watching her shimmy out of the soaked material, revealing a barely-there bikini and a whole lot of pearly flesh. His shorts become so uncomfortable he had to leave the beach to cool down.
    Jake came to the conclusion it was going to be a nightmare working with her for the next three months. The sexual tension he felt only seemed to increase, and when she’d watched him