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wonders of sinning with him – and only with him.
    As Diana’s brother released her with softly murmured words in Greek, his intensely heated gaze refocused on Mairi, causing a flurry of heat to rush through her body. It centered on her most private part, making her flustered as she tried to press her thighs close together under her dress.
    Satisfaction coursed through Damen at the pinkness coloring the woman’s cheeks. Did she know what she was doing right this very moment? Did she know how those little glances of hers, the way she blushed, the way her body trembled – did she know that all of it was communicating her response to his command?
    Mairi finally managed to tear her gaze off Damen Leventis. She had no choice. If she didn’t, she would die from lack of oxygen. She pressed her thighs tightly together. Oh dear. She was too… wet. This sort of thing happened all the time to her favorite heroines the first time they had met their Greek billionaires, but Mairi hadn’t expected the very same thing to happen to her.
    So this…was a good thing. Right?
    When both Leventis siblings reached her, Mairi tried not to stiffen when Diana’s brother chose to stand next to her. His nearness made her body react even more strongly to his presence, and she prayed to all the Greek gods who were awake that her panties would not end up leaking. She was too wet. Impossibly so. Was this really happening?
    Diana was all smiles now. “Damen, here is someone I am excited for you to meet. She is my English teacher, Ms. Yay.”
    One dark brow lifted at the words, and Mairi cringed.
    “ Ms. Yay ?” His tone was lazily amused, his gaze still scorching hot. But when Diana giggled, his gaze immediately snapped towards his sister.
    Oh.
    Mairi’s heart contracted at the look in Damen Leventis’ eyes. He cared about his sister. Whatever had made Diana insecure, it wasn’t because of Damen. It was clear that he loved his sister and that he didn’t care if the whole world knew it.
    When he looked back at Mairi, she gave him a sunny smile. All she could think about was at least Diana had someone in her corner when she was at home. Even if Diana’s mother did turn out to be as bad as the young girl had let on, at least she had her brother.
    We have to talk about her issues later , Mairi thought, momentarily forgetting all about the sexual tension between her and Damen as her mind focused on Diana. Her brother had to be informed about---
    “Ms. Yay?”
    Oh drat! She had zoned out in the middle of their conversation. “I’m sorry,” she stammered. “I was thinking about your brother---”
    Diana’s eyes widened.
    Mairi let out a silent gasp of horror when she realized how her words could be misunderstood.
    Without missing a beat, Damen murmured, “I’m immensely flattered---”
    “It’s not like you think!” Mairi could feel herself reddening even more as Damen Leventis’ gaze settled back on her. “I was thinking about Diana and her excellent progress in school and how I could best sum everything up.”
    The sincerity in the woman’s voice gave him pause. She really did care about his sister, Damen realized with surprise. And that , he thought, could be a…complication . She had all the makings of becoming the diversion Damen needed after the nasty falling-out he had with his ex-mistress.
    But once he tired of her – and Damen knew he would tire of her eventually - would ending their arrangement affect Damen’s relationship with his sister?
    He glanced at his sister. “Why do you call her Ms. Yay?” He asked the question lightly, not wanting both women to know he was using it to gauge how close the two of them were to each other.
    “Well…” Diana’s gaze was impish as she sought Mairi’s.
    Mairi slowly ran a finger horizontally across her neck as Diana spoke, hinting of the girl’s impending doom and likely murder if she continued this story.
    Damen Leventis’ gaze suddenly swung back towards Mairi and she quickly