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"You promised!"
    "This won't be rape, little one," he soothed, his lips lazing hungrily over the skin of her cheek as she turned her head to the side. "We're going to make love, you and
    "No! Stop it this minute, Josh Corbett, you've already had a
    welcome-home kiss and that's all you're going to
    get!" Reva stormed. She wasn't really frightened, not yet.
    But she was vastly annoyed, and her blue-green eyes dark
    ened behind her glasses as she tried to struggle without
    creating so much racket her next-door neighbors would be
    drawn to the scene.
    "That wasn't a welcome-home kiss back there in the car," Josh scolded lightly, his large hands tightening gently but with incredible strength. "That was just a little something I grabbed on the run until I could get the full meal. Don't you know me well enough after those three days to remember that all my appetites are large? I distinctly recall that, once aroused, none of yours were particularly small, either!"
    "Josh! What an awful thing to say!" Reva declared
    furiously. She grew impatient with his deepening embrace and deliberately dug her fingers into the vulnerable area at the base of his neck. "Now let me go or I'll. . . No!" The last word came out in a small, horrified yelp as he suddenly bent and lifted her high into his arms. It had the immediate effect of causing her to stop the small punishment she had begun with her hands. Instead she instinctively splayed her fingers, clutching to keep from falling.
    "That's better," he approved huskily as he felt her automatically cling, and then he was striding across the off-white carpet to sit down heavily on the Chinese red sofa. Reva found herself sprawled across his lap and before she could regain her equilibrium his mouth had at last closed over hers.
    Her initial annoyance and dismay at having discovered Josh Corbett was a man of his word had protected her in the car outside the restaurant. She had felt the desire in him then as if it were a leashed panther and had been appalled, wariting only to step back out of reach. But now he was holding her, cradling her the way he had cradled her against him that last night in the jungle, and the heat of his body reached out to enfold her as it had then. Memories of her response on that occasion sprang far too vividly to life. Memories she wanted very badly to forget.
    "Reva, my sweet Reva," Josh growled, his voice dark and heavy with undisguised desire. "You can't have forgotten what we had four months ago."
    "It was such a short time, Josh," she protested weakly, striving desperately to summon her common sense. "We hardly knew each other then and . . . and we know each other even less now!"
    "That's not true," he retorted coaxingly, holding her with one hand and stroking her curving body with the other. His mouth nuzzled the soft, sensitive area behind
    her ear. "We hid nothing from each other during those three days. And it's only you who are trying to hide things now. But I know too much about you to believe the cool, remote little facade you were attempting to erect between us in the restaurant. That might work with boys like Tanner, but not with me." His hand stopped moving back and forth from her shoulder to her thigh and instead paused to lift the glasses away from her face, setting them down cautiously on the polished lacquer table nearby.
    "I thought it was women who were supposed to be guilty of... of romanticizing brief encounters," Reva tried to say mockingly, holding herself stiffly but no longer actively fighting him. Something told her that physical resistance at this stage would simply be ignored by Josh. It wasn't that he was the sort of man to enjoy forcibly overcoming a woman, he just wouldn't find her attempt at battle very important. Not when he was so certain in his own mind that they both wanted each Other.
    "Romanticizing! Is that what you think I'm doing, woman?" He abruptly laughed, a deep sound from far down in his chest. "Let me tell you exactly how I