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calculating and cocky. Definitely not my kind of
man at all.”
    There was a
disbelieving look in his eye that made her grit her teeth. “You can tell
yourself all the lies you want, Miranda. But if you decide to refuse my offer,
then you’re not the smart woman I first thought you to be. Besides – I
can’t seem to credit your claim that I’m so loathsome to you. If I remember correctly,
you were melting in my arms well enough that night.”
    Her lips tilted
slightly in a sardonic smile, though once again, he made a pinkness rise in her
face. “I guess you’re free to tell yourself all the lies you want,” she murmured, throwing his earlier words back at him.
She raised her glass of wine to her lips, noting the slight tremble in her
fingers. Damn it! How could she be letting him get to her this way? She could
keep putting up the act but she knew in her heart she was no match for him when
it came right down to it. Perhaps it was time she stopped thinking she could
best him – because it wasn’t going to happen.
    “It was a
mistake to come here,” she mumbled, laying down the glass and reaching for her
purse.
    “Your father
hasn’t been well, has he?” Jude asked in an unhurried tone, making her pause
unconsciously. His eyes were downcast, his expression veiled by his dark,
enviously thick lashes. “From what I hear, he’s taken an extended holiday
somewhere in Rio de Janeiro. He took the loss of the company very hard, I must
imagine. And then there’s your brother, well-meaning but still, misguided. Trying to find ways to set things right but lacking the
capital and the cunning.”
    “Now look
–”
    “No, you look,
Miranda,” he said, his voice chilling unexpectedly as he flashed his aqua-blue
eyes to meet hers. “With just one word, you can make both their troubles go
away. You could be the family heroine, doing what needs to be done to set
things right. This might be the only chance available for the Quinn name to
save face and get back on the ground. And all this with little or no cost to
anyone.”
    “Hearing you
talk, one would think you were asking to do all this for nothing,” she couldn’t
help but sneer, jarred by his cold facts.
    Jude smiled
slightly, relaxing back in his chair. “One week, Miranda. That’s all that’s
required. I will be leaving for London in two days on a weeklong business trip. I will want you with me. To be at my beck and
call, in a manner of speaking. Pleasing me in every way that I know that
you can. Giving yourself to me again and again, with
the same passion and desire that ignited between us that first moment we came
face to face. I know you felt it – though you deny it with your eyes and
lips, I know the truth. You want me just as badly. I’m simply making it easier
for you this way.”
    Miranda wanted
to think up something cutting and sarcastic to say, but couldn’t. Besides, the
waiter had reappeared with their first course, and she had to bite back any
retort. Just thinking about his proposition: one week alone with him in another
city, there to satisfy his every whim. And in return,
the company would be her family’s again. Her father
could come home. Her brother Jeffery would have the weight off his shoulders
that had turned him into such a mass of worry the past few months.
    In short, Jude
Stone was presenting her an offer that was almost too good to be true.
    And one she
might forever regret not taking up when she had the chance...
     
    ***
    Miranda still
had that funny feeling everything that was happening was actually happening to
someone else, not her. It was two days later and she was on her way to London
with Jude Stone. He had a private jet – or course. And they had left the
city two hours ago, en route to London. It was happening; she was officially
taking the biggest, wildest step she’d ever taken in her life.
    Once she’d
agreed to go along with his scheme, everything seemed to have happened in a
blur. She’d barely had the time or