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was a knock at the door.
    â€œYes,” she said as she wrapped herself in the robe and looked through the peephole.
    â€œDelivery for Kandace Davis,” the hotel messenger said. Kandace opened the door and accepted the large white box.
    â€œWait, let me get you a tip,” she said.
    â€œNo need, ma’am. It’s been taken care of,” the delivery man said. “Have a good evening.”
    Kandace looked at the box, wondering who sent her a gift. She was sure it wasn’t any of her friends, but no one else knew she was staying there. She looked down at the ivory box and saw that it had come from the resort’s gift shop. There was no card on the outside of the box, so Kandace opened it. Inside, she found a red fur bikini. Kandace lifted the barely-there garment from the box and a card fell to the floor. She dropped the box on the bed and picked up the card.
    I want to see you in this and then I want to see it on the floor. It was signed, The Jackass.
    â€œHe has some damned nerve,” she muttered as she grabbed the box and then stuffed the bikini back inside. Kandace grabbed a pair of lounge pants and a tank top, then she stuffed her feet inside her Uggs and headed downstairs to the gift shop. The message on the card echoed in her head. I want to see you in this and then I want to see it on the floor.
    What in the world made him think she’d wear that bikini, and more importantly, what in the hell gave him the balls to think she’d take it off for him? Kandace stormed inside the shop and walked up to the counter.
    â€œYes, ma’am, how may I help you?” the clerk asked with a cheery smile on her face.
    â€œI received this,” Kandace said as she dropped the box on the counter. “Could you return it to the sender?”
    The clerk lifted the outfit and inspected it. “Oh, it hasn’t been worn.”
    â€œAnd that is a pity,” a velvet smooth voice said from behind her. “You would’ve made that suit look good.”
    Kandace whirled around and faced him. “Just who in the hell do you think you are?” she asked. “And how did you find my room?”
    â€œI’m a man who gets just what I want and right now, I want you,” he said boldly.
    Kandace rolled her eyes and attempted to walk past him, but he pulled her against his hard torso and her breath caught in her chest as he brought his lips to hers. Kandace’s body tingled from her scalp to the tip of her toes as he leaned closer and took her mouth with a searing passion that she thought was reserved for Hollywood movies and romance novels. For a brief moment, Kandace lost herself in the kiss, awakened by his tongue dancing against hers. But her common sense took over and she pulled back from him and slapped him with all her might.
    â€œStay away from me!” she snapped. “Don’t send me any gifts and don’t you ever touch me again.”
    He stepped back and studied her body, reading the flashes of anger in her eyes, and the pout of her lips. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” he asked. “Because your body is saying something else.”
    â€œIt’s saying get the hell away from me,” she said as she pushed him, then stormed out of the shop. Much to her dismay, he followed her.
    â€œHey, Kandace, wait,” he called out.
    She turned around and glared at him. “What you need to do is stop talking to me as if you know me,” she said.
    â€œYou don’t know who I am, do you?”
    â€œAnd I don’t give a damn.”
    â€œYou will. What do you say we have dinner tomorrow night? In the grotto.”
    Kandace shook her head in disbelief. “Are you mental? I wouldn’t have dinner with you if you were the last person on earth and had the final piece of meat in the world.” Kandace stomped off and headed for the elevator.
    Solomon fought the urge to follow Kandace onto the elevator. The things he