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you’ve seen our accounts. I won’t hire someone else. Beare Enterprises likes to keep its business confidential. We like privacy. You’re the only private investigator for the job.”
    Adele swallowed the lump that formed in her throat and nodded, she remembered the confidentiality agreements she’d signed.
    “I only want you to work for me, Adele, and in return I’d like to give you something if you’ll let me.” He stroked her face again. “You’re so beautiful.”
    “I…don’t know. I don’t sleep around. I’m not desperate.”
    Well, hard up maybe.
    Jared growled. “Glad to hear it.” He tilted her chin so she was forced to look up at him. “We can take it slow. I won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with.”
    Adele felt as if she were drowning in his gaze, as if he was some sort of magical being, pulling his glamour over her eyes, controlling her mind. Only there was no mind control. Just all-consuming lust since she’d first laid eyes on him.
    “What’d you say, Adele? Will you let me love you?”
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    Jared quickly scooped her up, her arm braces clattered to the floor and she knew she wasn’t going to need them. He carried her into his room. The first thing she noticed was the walls in his bedroom were paneled in dark, cherry wood. Making it feel warm. The center of the room was dominated by a massive sleigh bed, which looked thick and fluffy. He deposited her down in the center and shut the door.
    Adele’s pulse raced with hot need, scorching her to her very core.
    He ambled over to her and her mouth went dry, her stomach fluttering with drugged-up butterflies. His eyes were still glittering like a hungry predator’s, but there was nothing threatening about him. She felt safe with him, albeit nervous.
    Jared reached out and ran his fingers through her hair. “So soft.” Then his fingers trailed down to the button of her suit jacket and she grew nervous. He paused, sensing her apprehension.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked.
    “It’s nothing… It’s just been a long time.” And no one has seen me naked since I was shot and left with a horrific scar.
    “You tell me if you want to stop. I’ll take this slow. We have all night.”
    Heat bloomed in her core. All night sounded like heaven. Adele licked her lips. “Keep going.”
    “All you have to do is tell me to stop and I will.” His voice was husky with need.
    “Don’t stop.”
    “I’m so glad you said that.” He pressed his lips against hers in a light butterfly kiss, which made her want to jump out of her skin. “Because I don’t want to stop.” He undid the buttons to her suit jacket and then slid it off her before tossing it away over his shoulder.
    It was her only good suit, but frankly right now she didn’t give a damn about her clothing. All she wanted to be was naked and under him.
    His hands slid down to her waist and he quickly undid the button on her pants. Adele’s breath hitched in her throat as his fingers slid under her silk camisole, untucking it from her pants, coming so close to the puckered scar from the shooting. When Elias saw the wound, he’d been disgusted by the prospect of the damage it would leave on her body.
    “What’s wrong?” Jared asked. “You’re incredibly tense.”
    “Nothing. Don’t stop.”
    Don’t stop. Wash it all away, erase my nightmares.
    He tilted her chin, his gaze full of concern. “Adele?”
    She responded by running her hands up under his shirt and nibbling his jaw. “I’m okay. Don’t stop.”
    Jared let out a feral growl, which caused her body to hum in excitement. He pushed her back against the mattress and pulled her pants down over her hips and off, tossing them in a different direction from her jacket.
    The only things she was wearing were her cotton panties and silk camisole. She could see her scars peeking out from behind her clothing. She covered it with her hand the best she could. His gaze raked over her body and he grabbed her