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companion for the reception, or would she provide him with other, more personal services later?
    Unable to speak, his eyes did all the talking for him, sweeping over the soft features of her face, her graceful neck and the slender curves accentuated by her light summer dress, short enough to show off her shapely legs all the way down to her elegant ankles. He noticed her chest rise with every breath she took.
    Her breasts were a perfect size for his hands and firm without the aid of a bra. The slinky summer dress with spaghetti straps didn’t allow for one.
    How long he’d stared at her, Daniel truly couldn’t tell. Maybe a second, or maybe as much as five minutes. But he knew why he was suddenly tongue-tied. It was a clear case of lust. Severe lust. Uncontrollable lust. Afraid he’d blurt out what was on his mind, something along the lines of I want to fuck you now , he clenched his jaw together and kept gazing at her lips. They were red and full and parting slightly as if waiting for his touch. He wished.
    His imagination took him on a wild ride. He could see himself ripping the clothes off her body and ravishing her like a predator. Her soft body underneath his, he would ride her hard until she’d scream his name.
    God, what he wanted her lips to do to him. Now. Instantly. He’d dated his fair share of pretty women and had bedded plenty of them, but the woman who stood before him was more than pretty. She looked like she was made for love.
    And then she spoke. Like the soft trickle of a mountain spring, her voice pearled off her lips.
    “I’m Holly, Holly Foster. The agency sent me.” There was still some uncertainty in her eyes. She wasn’t sure if she’d arrived at the correct room.
    “Hi Holly, Holly Foster,” he greeted her, letting her name roll off his tongue. “I’m Daniel, Daniel Sinclair.”
    She stretched out her hand, and he grasped it with his. “Hi Daniel, Daniel Sinclair,” she repeated and chuckled nervously. The chuckle sliced right through his body, making him feel like a college boy again. Was she really his date for the night? When exactly had he died and gone to heaven? Had the plane crashed?
    “Please, come in. I’ll just get my jacket, and we can leave.” Daniel motioned her into the suite. Damn reception. He could think of better things to do with her than drag her to a boring business event. Drag her to his bed was more like it.
    ***
    As he disappeared in the adjoining bedroom, Sabrina took the time to calm her nerves. She’d passed the first hurdle. When he’d stared at her while she’d waited at the door, she’d not been sure if she’d come to the right room. Why would a man as gorgeous as Adonis need an escort?
    His imposing figure clad in dark pants and a white dress shirt just reeked of breeding and confidence. Surely more than a dozen women on this hotel floor alone would have loved to run their hands through his thick dark hair and throw themselves at him—or under him. Why he needed to hire an escort when he could certainly get anything he wanted for free was beyond her.
    Suddenly the thought of having sex with a stranger wasn’t quite as daunting anymore. She’d do him anytime. God, she sounded like a hussy in her own mind. What had happened to the reserved and cautious woman she normally was? Had she turned into Holly already?
    Sabrina was still absorbed in her thoughts when he returned from the bedroom, now wearing a matching jacket, making him look like he’d just stepped out of a fashion photo shoot. Why was a mortal allowed to look this good? Were the Gods messing with her?
    “I’ll fill you in on the way.” Daniel took her arm and led her to the door. The feel of his hand on her naked skin sent warm tingles rippling through her body.
    “Where are we going?”
    “To a reception at the Fairmont.”
    As they made their way to the Fairmont Hotel, the famous hotel that had survived the 1906 earthquake, and which was located just across the street from the