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ponytail.”
    He examined her near-perfect updo. “So that doo-dah hairstyle isn’t the norm for you?”
    “Hardly. It’ll be hell getting all these pins out.”
    “Want me to help?”
    Heat swirled around her. “And shatter my Cinderella image? I don’t think so.”
    “Okay, Cinderella. Your secret is safe with me.”
    She sipped her champagne and tried not to openly stare at him, but it was damned difficult, considering it was just the two of them in this room with the lovely view of the city. She stared out the window, still wondering what the hell she was doing here with Mick Riley.
    He came up behind her. “You’re a beautiful woman, Tara.”
    She turned to face him, wishing he knew the real her. But he never would, because the real Tara was light-years away from his world. “I usually don’t follow strange men up to their hotel rooms.”
    He smiled down at her. “You don’t? Damn, and I thought I’d found a sure thing in you.”
    Everything he said either made her laugh or made her hot. Why hadn’t some woman grabbed him by the hair and dragged him back to her cave by now? There had to be some chink in this knight’s armor. “Sorry. You should have gone for one of the actresses or models.”
    “Not interested in them. They have agendas.”
    “What makes you think I don’t?”
    “Because I came to you. You didn’t come to me.”
    “Maybe that’s part of my evil plan.”
    “Honey, I don’t think there’s a damn thing evil about you.”
    “I’m hardly innocent, Mick.”
    He took her glass and set it on the table, then grasped the lapels of the jacket and pulled her closer. “Is that right?”
    Liquid heat rushed through her veins, opening her up to desires and emotions she hadn’t felt in far too long. She normally closed herself off to men. Too busy. Too many other priorities. Right now there was no other priority but the feel of him against her. She leaned into him and tilted her head back, giving him the green light. “That’s right.”
    He shifted his fingers, and the fire he’d stoked began to burn even brighter. There was a sizzle of magic between them. She’d be a fool to walk away from that, even if it was only for one night. And that’s all it could ever be—just one night—so why not go for it when she had the chance? Who knew when something this good would come along again? With the way her life was structured, probably never. And she’d have this one hot night to look back on and remember forever.
    “I didn’t bring you here to seduce you, Tara. I just wanted to spend more time with you.”
    She covered his hands with hers. “Maybe I’m seducing you. You wouldn’t want to hurt my feelings by rejecting me, would you?”
    His lips quirked. “I’d never do that.”
    “Then kiss me.”
    She saw the spark ignite in his eyes as he gathered her against him and pressed his lips to hers.
    Ahh, contact. An explosion of heat and liquid fire melted her from the inside out. Oh wow, it was everything she imagined—and so much more. Tenderness as his lips brushed hers, and then the power of his mouth as he deepened the kiss. His tongue slid between her teeth to capture and slide and lick as his hands pressed in along the curves of her body.
    Tara suddenly couldn’t breathe. It was like being kissed for the very first time, when her head and her emotions tangled with everything her body felt. Only she wasn’t a kid and neither was Mick. This was a man’s hands on her body, and a woman’s desires coursing through her. And what they were doing wasn’t going to stop with a kiss. She already knew this, already knew where she wanted this night to go.
    Cinderella wasn’t going to make it home before she turned back into the dour scullery maid with bare feet and blue jeans.
    And she didn’t care.

TWO
    MICK HADN’T BEEN LYING ABOUT HIS REASONS FOR bringing Tara up to his room; he’d really wanted to spend some more time talking to her. But she obviously wanted more than