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in his eyes. “I don’t kiss and tell.”
    “But you do kiss.”
    His lips curled up. “If that’s what you want.”
    The throes-of-passion thing might work. Get him ready to burst at the seams, and he might at least lead her to the right guy. Not exactly what she’d learned in Journalism School, but it could work.
    She put the drink down and beckoned him with one curled finger.
    He looked a little surprised. “Yeah?”
    “Yeah. Remember, I ordered de-luxe.” She purposely infused the word with a power punch of implication.
    He took one step closer to her, his jaw clenching a bit. “We’ve got all night, sweetheart. I thought you were starved.”
    “What I am is…” She wet her lips. “Out two thousand dollars for a kidnapping that never happened.” She reached for him and, like the pro he was, he came right to her, wrapping those incredible arms around her. He smelled like the park, fresh and hot from running after her.
    “Listen, baby,” he whispered, putting his mouth over her ear. “You’re making a big mistake.”
    She tipped her head back and stared at him. “I am?”
    He traced her lower lip with a fingertip. His other arm pulled her even closer, and the ridge of one unmistakable erection pressed against her stomach.
    “You don’t want to miss my puttanesca. It’s award winning.”
    She drew back a little. “I paid for sex, not spaghetti.”
    “But why not have both? Come on.” He tried to guide her to the door. “Let’s eat. Then, we’ll…”
    “Now.”
    The word elicited the softest grunt in his chest and a quick flicker of surprise on his face. “Sage,” he whispered. “We got all night.”
    She tightened her grip on his upper arms, and his steel muscles clenched under her fingertips. “You want to know what I think?”
    “Maybe not,” he said, half smiling.
    “I think you’re a phony.”
    “Yeah?” His long lashes brushed together as he squinted in disbelief.
    “I think you’re a fake. As pretend as the kidnapping itself. You’re too nice to screw a woman you don’t know.”
    “Is that what you think?”
    She nodded. “It’s what I know.”
    Before she could take one breath, he crushed her mouth with his, kissing her with so much force and competence that it actually felt like the floor was dropping out from under her.
    “You don’t know nothin’, baby,” he murmured against her lips. “Nothin’.”

Chapter
Three

    I nstinct took over. The instinct that makes a man do whatever a man needs to do not to wreck his cover. And then another, more primal instinct fought for control. This one shot fire into his already hard cock at the first contact with this sexy, willing woman and just flared stronger when he tasted her mouth.
    He took a step toward the bed and she murmured, “No,” and pushed him to the door with one hand, the other already fingering his belt buckle in a way that most definitely did not match no. “My room.”
    Oh, this chick was serious about getting what she paid for. But he was getting paid to keep her safe…not satisfied. His body and brain braced for war, but she tipped the scales with another scorching kiss and eager, demanding fingers.
    Without separating an inch or breaking the collision of tongues and lips and hands and bodies, she guided him across the hall to another room, this one dark and shadowy. He smelled the city’s night air through the open windows, which sent the bodyguard in him on high alert.
    But the man in him rocked into long, silky legs that wrapped around his. Round, firm, luscious breasts filled his hands. Blood surged through his body. Skin burned under his kiss. And two sex-charged bodies fell onto a bed that hadn’t been made and was about to get messier.
    Johnny had absolutely no doubt that Lucy did not have this in mind when she sent him to ruin some adventurous female’s abduction fantasy. But his cover included stud service, and his customer expected the house special. Fast and furious, too.
    She slipped