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One whose hands moved with a possessive power over her skin. Briefly, she snapped her eyes closed, and then flicked them open.
    She studied him; his jaw chiselled, a shadow dusted across it. His strange coloured eyes almost hypnotic, they drew her in. She couldn’t move, transfixed by his golden depths. His fingertips touched her; they filtered butterfly soft across her collarbone in one long delicious crawl.
    She shuddered at the dark intensity on his face.
    What the fuck was wrong with her? Why was she allowing his hands to prowl over her body? Hell, she reminded herself she’d been the one to ask him. And bit down a screech when his palm settled on the flat of her stomach. Her traitorous fanny ached, her sex dampened her panties.
    She had her answer.
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    Rune took pleasure in stroking his hands over her body. Her skin was soft and satiny beneath his touch. His heated gaze dropped to the vee between her thighs, at the curly pubes clearly visible through the red crotch of her knickers. He had debated taking them off but knew his limitations and left her underwear on.
    He didn’t miss how her body trembled or how her back arched when he drizzled his fingers across her abdomen. His hands shimmied down to her leg, and lifting it, he slid them along her thigh. Again, his attention was drawn to her sweet fanny. His cock rose hard, a wholesome ridge raised beneath the denim of his jeans.
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    Jess’s heart did a rumba, thumping into her chest the rhythmic pumping grew louder. It slammed with the ferocity of a jack hammer. Her blood fired and singed through her body on a red hot, molten wave. Christ, she wanted this man, he was an addiction, truly an alpha male.
    Yet the hard planes on his face revealed nothing, only his beautiful eyes showed any emotion, glinting with a melee of golden shards.
    In silence, he continued his tortuous inspection. Jess wished he’d stop, she couldn’t stand it anymore. Another second and she’d be jumping on him. All thoughts of murdering vampires, car chases, and crashes ceased.
    All that remained was the alluring male before her that exuded a raw sexual excitement.
    She knew she had to do something, break the spell he bound her with. Jess cleared her throat and attempted to speak. “I, er, I think that’s enough, I’m pretty sure I’m not hurt.”
    He released her leg, dropping it gently onto the bed. “If you say so.”
    Shit, he was a cold bastard. Did he have to agree with her? Not one single hot, out-of-control emotion showed.
    “Where are my clothes?”
    “Why?” He asked, not moving off the bed.
    “I have to leave.” Heck, he was hard work.
    “There’s no need, Jessalyn, you’ve arrived at your destination.”
    Her eyes flickered, startled. “How do you know my name?” A flurry of nerves shadowed her face. Was he one of them? Had he been driving the car? Suddenly, a wave of fear crashed over her. She’d let her libido and his good looks sway common sense.
    Rune indicated to her bag. “I checked that out.”
    She channelled her imagination. “Oh.” A flush darkened her face because he would have spotted the invite for a wicked fucking. She bet he thought her desperate. A blast of anger blew through her. “Just what right did you have snooping through my things?”
    “If your injury was more than a bump on the head, I needed to know who to contact.”
    That had her. Bastard . Then his words came back. “What do you mean, I’m at my destination?”
    “Club Caprice. I’m Rune Masters, the owner.” He gave a slight nod of his head. “Pleased to meet you, Jessalyn.”
    Oh my fucking God. I’ve just died and gone to heaven.

Chapter Four
    Jess’s mouth dropped open. Shock whipped across her face, Kitty was so right. He was drop dead gorgeous. Yet her description didn’t come close to the man.
    “Lucky I came along when I did.” He rose and crossed the room to tug at the olive brocade curtains.
    Jess hungered after him, at his sexy hip rolling stride.