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like that.”
    “And that’s where you got all your practice.
Who were your partners?” she asked, forcing a smile while they
talked.
    “Is that on the record? Or more of a
personal question?”
    She tried to pull away but he tightened his
hold, continuing their glide around the dance floor. “Well?”
    “I think you know.”
    He nodded. “I do. And the answer is,
nameless, unimportant women.”
    Her heart stopped beating. “All of
them?”
    Again, he nodded.
    “Why?” she asked softly, unable to believe
they were having this conversation.
    “Are you sure you want an answer?”
    Was she sure? Ten years of wondering if
Trevor ever thought of her. Lonely nights of imagining him taking
other women to bed, falling in love with one of them, eventually
marrying one and having children. Jealousy had eaten away at her
even as her rational self knew she had no right. She was the one
who’d turned to someone else. She’d had another man’s baby.
    She met his gaze and nodded.
    “Okay, but once you get it, there’s no
turning back.”
    She couldn’t suppress a smile. Because she
had the sense there was no turning back anyway. “I’m sure.”
    His dark eyes smoldered with need. “They
were all nameless, unimportant blurs because they weren’t you.”
    “Oh, Trevor,” she said as his words wrapped
around her heart.
    His grip on her waist tightened, his large
hand cupping her so hard she thought he’d leave marks. The thought
of him marking her in any way aroused her beyond reason. So did the
hardened erection pressing into her belly, telling her how very
much he wanted her.
    That was what she could believe in. The only
thing.
    The feelings behind the desire? Those were
emotions she no longer let herself trust.
    “I need to get out of here,” he said
gruffly.
    Lissa nodded. She’d never wanted anything
more. Another night with Trevor was more than she’d ever
imagined—and now it looked like they’d have at least two before she
went home to Serendipity and the life she’d chosen so very long
ago.
    *
    Instead of going to Lissa’s hotel as she’d
expected, Trevor gave the driver his Upper East Side address, which
for some reason made this next step seem all too real. To see where
he lived, what his life was like ... She shivered.
    “Cold?” he asked from his seat beside her in
the car. She shook her head. “Ah. Then you’re thinking too
much.”
    She smiled, amazed he could read her so well
after all these years.
    “Guess I’ll have to remedy that.” He reached
up and slid his fingers beneath her hair, cupping her neck and
pulling her close. Then, without wasting any time, he sealed his
lips over hers.
    His instincts had been correct, she thought.
At the sizzling connection between them, all coherent thought
stopped completely.
    He’d always been talented with his mouth and
that hadn’t changed. His lips slid back and forth over hers, taking
her for a blissful, mind-numbing experience that quickly turned hot
and arousing when he grasped her hair in his hand and deepened the
kiss.
    The slightly aggressive move was somehow
erotic too, and her body liquefied with the tug against her scalp.
With a moan, she returned each swipe and thrust of his tongue with
equal fervor and need, wanting nothing more than to crawl into his
lap and get as close as possible given the barrier of clothing.
    When he suddenly pulled back, her entire
body protested the loss of his mouth over hers. “What’s wrong?” she
asked, feeling dazed and unfulfilled.
    “We’re here,” he said.
    Lissa looked out the window. “Oh,” she said,
shocked to see the car had stopped in front of a building.
    He grinned and slipped his hand in hers.
“Thank you, Tony,” he said to the driver.
    Lissa blushed and ducked her head,
embarrassed they’d been making out with the man right in front.
    “He’s paid to be discreet,” Trevor said,
laughing, making Lissa wonder if he made this a habit, seducing his
dates on their way home.
    She