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CHAPTER 9
God… He was a master of the art of kissing… Gemma had no doubt about it, and her burning anger soon turned to something completely different. Instead of making her hate him, Declan Starr’s kiss had just confirmed that she was head over heels in love with him!
Gemma had been very nervous about meeting Declan again, but she needn't have bothered. He was acting as if nothing had happened between them. If anything, he was acting cooler than ever towards her, not having spoken more than a few sentences to her since she had got in the car.
Declan was looking vitally attractive in cream trousers and a black fitted shirt, turned back at the cuffs to expose a tanned length of an arm, the hair here lighter than the raven sheen of his head.
His clothing was
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The room was his childhood bedroom… she just knew it. Everything around it was making that so obvious. His presence was imprinted in the walls, the furniture… everywhere. Gemma turned almost guiltily as she heard a movement behind her, her eyes widening with shock as she took in Declan's bare chest and the way his trousers rested low down on his lean hips. It was impossible to look away from him as his muscles rippled as he dried himself with a thick fluffy towel. Declan must have just taken a shower, and Gemma felt her cheeks color with embarrassment. She dragged her eyes away from him with effort.“I-I'm sorry… I didn't realize you were…” she bit her lip nervously.“I'm perfectly decent, Gemma,” he t
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“Declan!” It was happening again, that terrible nightmare that she couldn't escape from, that came to haunt her when she least expected it. Gemma tossed restlessly about in the bed, tears streaming down her face. There were her parents, laughing together, the sun was shining down on them brightly as the three of them drove down to the coast for the day. Her father hadn't seen the man driving at them on the wrong side of the road until it was too late. The screech of brakes was amplified now in her dream, her mother's scream was echoing in her brain. The car rolled over and over again until blackness took over and she woke up screaming. Instantly, the room was flooded with light, and Declan rushed to her bedside. His face creased into a concerned frown as he saw Gemma's pale cheeks, the te
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She couldn't meet his probing eyes in case he should see her lie. Declan was much too astute to miss the love shining in her eyes for him. “Then that's too bad, baby, because I have no intention of having a wife just to put her in a glass case. Women are for loving and…” “And let me guess… You love women,” she finished bitchily. “Yes.” “God, you're such a…” “I warned you once before about calling me names.” His eyes glittered dangerously. “Well… I can’t help it. If it walks like a duck...” Gemma said pointedly. Declan laughed softly. “I'll see you at breakfast. I'm going for that ride now. And, darling… If I were you, I'd try to get a little more sleep. It may improve your temper.” His la
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As his lips burned across her throat, Gemma kissed the strong angle of his jawbone, aware of the tangy smell of his aftershave and the slight roughness of his skin. His hands moved with certainty across her waist to trail a path of fire up to her shoulders, smoothing the hollows of her throat with impatient fingers. Gemma was aflame with longing, longing for Declan's possession of her. She had never felt this way in any other man's arms. Never responded so totally to the senses. If he chose to take her now, she wouldn't raise a single objection. She would give herself up to just being made his. Declan drew back his head, his eyes a deep aroused grey, his own breathing as labored as her own.“Gemma, I want you… You know that, d
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“You are very quiet today…” Adele said softly. “Are you all right, sweetie?” Gemma forced herself to take an interest in what Adele was saying.“Sorry… You were saying…?”“I said you're very quiet today. You've been like this all day, and yesterday too. Is there anything wrong?” Anything wrong! She hadn't heard from Declan since their parting on Sunday evening… that was what was wrong. He had said he would call her, but Gemma knew for a fact that he had flown to Paris for the day yesterday. But today… He had no excuse for today. And he was definitely upstairs in his office.“Gems?” Adele prompted. She gave a vague smile.
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They drove to one of the largest hotels in town and Gemma looked at Declan interestedly.“The party is here?” Declan turned to look at her.“Yes. It’s happening in one of the smaller reception rooms.” Once outside the car, Gemma hung back, nervous about meeting Declan's friends for a second time. But his strong hold on her arm impelled her forward. Declan opened the door for her and ushered her inside. In a second, they found themselves in a small cloakroom area where her nap was taken by the young man obviously there for just such a purpose, the room behind the double doors surprisingly quiet for a party.“Oh, God… Are we the only ones here?” she whispered to Declan.&n
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Gemma shook her head.“You can't mean it,” she said. Declan shrugged.“Of course, I mean it. It should be easy to change the brand of the car or the color… if you would prefer something different.” She gave a breathless laugh.“That wasn't what I meant. I meant that you can't really want to give me a car like that for my birthday. Surely you must know I don't expect anything from you. I don’t need your gifts.” He frowned darkly, all humor leaving his face.“I gave it to you because it was expected of me. Every girl should have something special for her twenty-first birthday.”“Not a car like that! I mean, it’s an amazing car, but…&rd
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