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Take Me Again (The Knight Brothers 1)

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God, the man was frustratingly smug and extremely potent. And what was she thinking? Just out of one relationship, letting a man she’d just barely forgiven nearly give her an orgasm midair without even touching her?

His grin drove her insane, and she tore her gaze away and walked to her seat, sitting down, all too aware of her soaked underwear, the desire he’d awakened remaining alive inside her.

She tried to focus on her tablet, pulling up a book to read, but the words swirled together on the page.

She didn’t know whether to be embarrassed at how easily she’d fallen apart in his arms, angry at him for kissing her, or annoyed with herself for allowing it. After all, he’d given her the opportunity to walk away. She hadn’t. She’d let him goad her into that kiss.

Gah!

He spilled out the remainder of his drink and walked back to his seat beside her, sitting down, picking up his laptop, and going back to work. But not before glancing her way and treating her to a wink and a sinful smile, the dimple in his cheek she’d been ignoring since her return coming out to play.

One she was afraid, if alone with him for any period of time, she wouldn’t be able to resist.

* * *

Kissing Ashley hadn’t been on Sebastian’s agenda when he’d walked onto the plane. Convincing her she could trust him again had been. But Sebastian didn’t do competition well, probably because women had always come easy to him. To hear that Ashley had a man waiting for her burned in his gut. Jealousy was an unfamiliar emotion, but it had swept over him completely. All he’d been able to think about, to do, was give her something to compare and contrast to that asshole nice guy back in London.

Now he was possessed by the feel of her in his arms, the warm scent of her skin, and the luscious taste of her lips. But he couldn’t forget that he had a job to do. One that was important not just to him personally but to his entire family professionally. The business had been started by his great-great-grandfather, and Sebastian refused to have their biggest contract end because he couldn’t fix things here. Shifting his focus wouldn’t be easy, but he knew how to compartmentalize when he needed to.

They arrived at the luxury hotel near their company’s San Francisco office close to midnight Pacific time, and the woman behind the desk checked them in.

“Your company suite is ready for you, Mr. Knight,” she said. “How many keys would you like?”

“Two,” Sebastian said.

“Wait, what do you mean, company suite? I want my own room,” Ashley said, leaning against the counter.

The brunette helping them shook her head. “I’m sorry but we’re all booked. There are two bedrooms in the suite, however.” She glanced between Ashley and Sebastian, obviously anxious that she couldn’t please them both.

“Excuse us a minute.” He took Ashley’s arm and pulled her aside, beneath a large fake tree in the lobby. “We’re adults, Ashley. You’ll have your own room. In the suite. Can we just get settled? We’ve been traveling all night, and I don’t know about you but I’m beat.” Tiredness had seeped into his bones, a dull throb settling in the base of his skull.

She frowned, obviously not happy.

“Come on. It can’t be a hardship for you to share a suite with me. I mean, I’ve already apologized for the past. We made peace.”

“Then you kissed me on the plane,” she hissed.

He raised an eyebrow at the accusation. “Can you really say I kissed you? I mean, was it crystal clear who made that ultimate move?”

Her gaze narrowed even more, but he shook his head, knowing he was right. “I’ll control myself,” he promised. It was the best he could do to get her to agree to the sleeping arrangements. He doubted she’d be happy on a couch in the lobby of the hotel.

“Even if I prance around in tight sweats and no bra?” she tossed back at him.

Really? She was going there? “I’m a grown man,” he assured her, through gritted teeth. “I can keep my hands to myself.” He raised both palms in the air in a promise he knew he’d hate to have to keep.

And after her response to him on the plane, he knew he shouldn’t have to. But the next move clearly wouldn’t be his, he thought, wondering if she had the guts to step up and act on her desire.

“And that’s what you should have said back when your father asked you,” she muttered, her arms folded across her chest.

It was his turn to frown at the fact that she couldn’t just let it go. “Last I heard, when you accepted an apology, you left the past where it belongs. In the past.”


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