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She wasn’t sure if it was his kisses or the revelation that shocked her, probably both.

“Christ, Lana. I want you,” he murmured against her skin. “I’ve wanted you from the day I first met you,” he whispered as he skimmed his hand up her body to tug the other strap down.

She struggled to wrap her mind around his words. She had always been polite, but aloof in her dealings with him, and yet he claimed he’d harbored an attraction to her for two years. The sincerity of his

declaration boosted her confidence, but she still could not shake the slight

doubt that nagged her.

“Matthew,” she rasped out when he moved to push her gown down her body. She shook her head and clutched the thin material at her

breasts just before it could slip to the floor. She swallowed hard and forced herself to meet his searching gaze.

“I—I,” she struggled to say the words. She was a tough as nails corporate