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man.
    “Umm…ugh…haha…umm…” The man shuffled
back more.
    The beast of a man, her date, took
two steps and had the man backed into a far corner away from her. Dainton
looked so fierce it almost seemed as if the expanse of his shoulders was
swelling bigger.
    Impossible .
    She knew better than to jump between
two grown men that were squaring off, but she had to do something to stop them.
“Dainton.”
    If she hadn’t witnessed it with her
own eyes, she would not have believed it when she saw his body actually shiver
when she called his name.
    He turned and fixed his gorgeous
eyes onto her. The longer he stared at her the more it appeared the ruby tint
faded and those golden flecks began to take over.
    She was truly becoming fond of that
metallic color.
    The elevator dinged announcing its
arrival onto a floor; too early to be the one she rented for the night. When
the doors were barely open the drunk hustled past Dainton quickly and shot
through the slowly widening gap, stammering his apologizes the whole time. Most
likely, hoping to stave off any beating that may still be coming his way.
    Dainton only shifted so that he was
resting his shoulder against the shiny metal side of the elevator, appearing
all too cocky.
    She folded her arms and pinned him
with a look. “I don’t care for violence.”
    “You don’t think a man should stand
up and protect his woman?”
    “I’m not your woman. I don’t need a man to go all Neanderthal on my behalf.”
    A single corner of his mouth curled
up. “I think you do.”
    “And I think you need to step back.”
Oh, hell what was wrong with her? Why didn’t she just tell the man to get off
on the next floor and keep away from her? “What are you, some kind of bully?”
    “Never to you, love.”
    Finally, the elevator signaled it
had arrived at the twenty-third floor where her suite was located.
    “I’m not your love. I’m your client.
Since I’m paying a hell of a lot, think of me as your boss.” She liked that
term. It was something she was familiar with, a way more comfortable for her to
deal with such an overpowering man. She’d have him firmly in his place before
he slid inside of her.
    That thought caused warmth to spread
through her thighs and made her clit press into the seat of her panties.
    Stepping from the elevator, she led
them down the hall. Before her door, she paused with the keycard in hand. For a
moment she wondered if she was making the right choice. Not because she’d paid
for sex. Hell, she was a modern woman and took control of her own life. More
because of this man, a man that seemed so virile, so untamed.
    Glancing over her shoulder she
looked at him.
    “Have you changed your mind?” His
question came out in a low timbre and for a moment his gaze became less intense
and warmth more than fire filled his eyes.
    Was he concerned about my feelings?
    She shook that away.
This man didn’t know her well enough to have such a concern. He was probably
more worried about not getting his tip after services rendered.
    “No. Of course not. You know the
rules…I expect you to stick to them.” With that she opened the door and stepped
in first.
    A soft rumble was the only response
she heard.
    The suite door closed behind them.
    “One thing about rules…I’ve never
been good at following them.”
    Before she could respond, he had her
pressed to the wall beside the open bathroom door his mouth covering hers.
Breaking rule number one, doing what she told him to do and only that. No
kissing was the first thing she expressed she didn’t want.
    Why aren’t you
pushing him away? Her
mind taunted.
    However, her body
disregarded the question and gave in. She never recalled being kissed so
well—it stole her senses.
    His lips were firm but gentle. They
felt like silk moving over hers. He didn’t press his body against her, but kept
a small amount of distance so that she barely felt his chest brushing her
breasts.
    As if reaching for him, her nipples
were