'So, how far does this little game go in that sordid mind of yours?'
He smiled a slow, sexy, dimpled smile. 'You really want to know?'
Not in the cold light of day she wouldn't. But she was currently in the realms of fantasyland. The thing was, could she live with the inevitable consequences of this one night when the sun came up again? Guilt, recrimination, regret?
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