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Aidan hadn’t yet released Dawn’s hand.  When she surreptitiously tried to tug it away, he just smiled and held on tighter.  He wasn’t about to let her go now that he had her.  Besides, she was staring at him with the oddest look on her face.

“Is there something wrong?”

“I would love to get my hands on you,” she muttered.

He felt his pulse spike at her words.  His cock, already hard just from being near her, gave a hard throb in reaction.  “I beg your pardon?”

Dawn went bright red.  She groaned when she realized she’d spoken her thoughts aloud.  “Uhhh…”

Sam giggled.  “She wants to use you.”


Aidan looked back and forth between them.  “I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

Sighing, Dawn knew she’d have to explain.  “Your sister told you I was an artist?”  At his nod, she went on.  “I’m a sculptor.  Sometimes it’s easier to sculpt if you’ve been hands-on with the subject.  To get a feel for what you want the work to look like.”  She looked even more embarrassed.  “Sometimes I get so caught up in the process, I just say things without thinking.”

A sexy smile curved his lips and he raised her hand to his lips again.  “I’ll bet you have wonderful hands.  You are more than welcome to use them on me, any time you wish.”

Dawn’s mouth dropped open and she couldn’t even respond.  Had this gorgeous man just tried to hit on her?  Apparently her friends thought so, because they faded away into the crowd, leaving her and Aidan alone.

“I hear you had a reading today.”

Dawn swallowed, hoping that she could talk.  All her nerves were dancing at his touch.  “Ummm…yes.  Your sister read Tarot cards for me.”

“And did she tell you things that pleased you?”

“It was a good reading…somewhat confusing.”

Aidan lifted a dark brow.  “Confusing…how so?”

She blushed.  “Oh, she just said some things that were impossible right now.  That’s all.”

      “Anything is possible if you want it enough.”  Aidan finally dropped her hand, leaving her bereft of his touch.  “Life is full of possibilities.”

Dawn grinned.  “Well… I must say that I hope her prediction about my art comes true.  I could use a little help there.”

“I would like to see your work.  Will you show it to me?”

She blinked, surprised.  “I guess.  If you want to see it.”

“I am interested in you, beautiful Dawn.  Everything about you.”

Staring at him, she wondered if she was dreaming.  She’d never had a man like this interested in her.  Ever.  Yet everything about him drew her to him.  It didn’t make sense.  She didn’t act like this.  She wasn’t the type of woman who believed in lust at first sight.  But this man made her panties wet and her breasts throb.  She wanted to get to know him better, but there was a part of her that screamed that she knew him already.  This feeling confused the hell out of her.

Aidan saw her uncertainty and it delighted him.  Confusion, he could work with.  It was indifference that would have destroyed their chances together.  He knew she was interested in him.  He could scent her arousal and it made him go even harder in response.  He wasn’t sure how much longer he could take being this close to her and not taking her.

“You said you were Aithne’s business partner?”

He blinked and stared down at her, sensing her discomfort and need to change the subject.  She obviously wasn’t used to being pursued by a man.  Were all the men in Monterey blind? 

“Yes… we both own ‘Don’t Spank the Vamp’ together.”

Dawn frowned.  “It’s an unusual name.  What does it mean?”

Aidan grinned and his emerald eyes darkened.  “Just what it says.”  He reached out and touched her cheek.  “Someday, I will explain further.”

The feel of his hand on her made her knees go week.  She felt all melty inside.  She wavered between desire and fear.  What was happening to her?

“Dance with me.”

She blinked and noticed that music had started in the background.  Several couples already were circling slowly in the center of the floor.

“Please,” he murmured.  “I want to hold you in my arms.”

Unable to resist his plea or the emotion that leapt inside of her at his words, she nodded mutely.  Aidan’s eyes flared with heat and he took her hand to lead her out to where the others were.  Once there, he pulled her swiftly into his arms, molding his hard body against hers.

Dawn couldn’t move…couldn’t breathe.  If she’d been unsure before, she wasn’t any longer.  Aidan’s body was so close to hers, she could feel every line of his body.  Especially, the hard length of a truly impressive erection pressed against her stomach.  She gulped as the full truth hit her square between the eyes.

He wanted her.

Now the question was… what was she going to do about it?


***end of excerpt***



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