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his sleeve she quickly released it, turned and, without wasting time, opened the door and went
inside.
A few moments later Brandon entered his own suite as he took a mental note of what had
transpired that night. Frankly, he wasn t sure what to make of it. Cassie Garrison was
definitely not what he had anticipated. He had expected a woman who was selfish, spoiled,
inconsiderate and self-centered. Definitely temperamental at best. However, the woman he
had spent time with tonight, in addition to her physical perfection, had possessed charm, style
and grace, warmth and sensuality, even while not knowing she was eluding the latter. Then
there was her keen sense of intelligence, which was definitely obvious. She was not a woman
who acted irrational or who didn t think through any decision she made. Even when she had
ordered dinner she had expounded on the advantages of eating healthy. And when she had
spoken of her parents he could feel the pain that she d endured in losing them, pain she was
still mending from.
He shook his head, remembering how comfortable she had gotten with him. Surprisingly, they
had discovered over the course of their conversation that they had a lot in common. They
enjoyed reading the same types of books, shared a dislike of broccoli and had the same taste
in music. And when she had opened up to him and revealed she had owned the hotel, he had
seen the trusting look in her eyes.
A part of him wished the circumstances were different, that she hadn t lost her parents; that
the two of them had met before John s death. And more than anything a part of him wished
that he wasn t here betraying her.
In truth, he didn t want to think about that part he really didn t want to think about Cassie
Garrison at all. If only he could let it sink into his mind, as well as his body, that his only
reason for being here was purely business and not personal. He of all people knew how it felt
to be betrayed. How it felt to have your trust in someone destroyed. And that was not a
comforting thought.
He walked out on the balcony and took a moment to stare out at the ocean, hoping he could
stop Cassie from whirling through his thoughts. It was a beautiful night, but instead of
appreciating the moon and the stars, his mind was getting clouded again with thoughts of a
pair of long, gorgeous legs, a mass of curly brown hair cascading around a strikingly beautiful
face and the taste of a mouth that wouldn t go away. Kissing her, devouring her lips, had been
better than any dessert he d ever eaten.
Closing his eyes, he breathed in the scent of the ocean, trying to get his mind back in check.
That wasn t easy when instead of the ocean s scent filtering through his nostrils it was the
scent of Cassie s perfume that wouldn t leave him.
A feeling of uneasiness crept over Brandon. He definitely didn t need this. He was not a man
known to get wimpy and all emotional over a woman. Okay, so he had enjoyed her company,
but under no circumstances could he forget just who she was and why he was here.
With that thought embedded into his mind and back where it belonged and where he intended
for it to stay, he turned and went into his suite.
Craning her neck, Cassie stood at the floor-to-ceiling window in her living room and looked
out, watching Brandon s car as it came through the wrought-iron gates that protected her
estate.
As the vehicle made its way down the long winding driveway she forced back the shivers that
tried overtaking her body when she remembered the night before every single thing about it.
For the first time in a long time she had spent an evening very much aware of a man. No only
had she been aware of him, she had actually lusted after him in a way she had never done with
a male before. But somehow she had managed to maintain her sensibility and control at
least she had until he had kissed her. And it had been some kiss. Even now those same shivers
she tried forcing away earlier were back.
A part of her mind relayed a message to move away from the window when Brandon s car got
closer, or else he would see her and assume she was anxiously waiting for him. She lifted her
chin in defiance when another part of her sent a different message. Let him think what he
wants since she was anxiously waiting.
He brought his car to a stop in front of her house and from where she stood she had a very
good view of him; one he wouldn t have of her until he got out of the car and halfway up her
walkway. She studied his features through the car window and in the light of day he was even
more handsome. And when he got out of the car he was dressed as immaculately as he had
been the night before.
Today he was wearing a pair of khaki trousers and a chocolate-brown polo shirt. The man was
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