José was still buttoning his shirt when Carmen's hand trailed down his bare back, her nails scratching lightly against his skin."Stay a little longer," she murmured, her voice husky from their exercise.José glanced at her over his shoulder, his jaw tight. She was sprawled across the bed, the sheets tangled around her legs, her dark hair wild against the pillows. Even now... sweaty, disheveled, thoroughly satisfied... she was beautiful.And dangerous."I need to go," he said, reaching for his pants. "Before someone sees me."Carmen sat up, letting the sheet fall away completely. "No one comes to this wing of the house. We're safe here."José's eyes tracked over her body. The curve of her breasts, the dip of her waist, the way the afternoon light painted gold across her brown skin. His throat went dry."Carmen," he said, his voice rough. "You're playing a dangerous game.""We both are." She tilted her head, watching him with those dark, knowing eyes. "You knew the stakes from the begi
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