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He refused to allow her to avoid looking at him. He raised her chin so that she was forced to look him directly in the
eye. He didn t try to hide his amusement.  As much as you ve been interested in me, you ve a lot of gall to be so upset
over what happened between us.
 I m not interested in you! His disbelief at her statement was apparent.  You admit what happened between us had
nothing to do with emotion, so why assume I m upset because of that? Why not assume I m upset because you re
always harassing me?
He was holding her with one hand splayed against the small of her back, flesh against flesh, sliding downward beneath
the waistband of the undergarments she wore. His other hand was on her face, caressing her cheek.  You truly are a
little spy, aren t you?
She didn t quite hear him. She was completely absorbed by the swirling heat enveloping her.  Hmm?
He pushed her against the wall of the dressing room, virtually pinning her. He lowered his head, pressing his lips
against her own. Her body quivered uncontrollably. His tongue slipped between her lips, the shock sending electrifying
waves crashing through her body. The tumultuous feelings were too much, she squirmed to escape.
When her hands rose to his chest, she found him pliable to her touch. Their lips parted, and she pushed him
backwards. He dropped onto a small bench.
She couldn t quite take her eyes off his lips. And she couldn t shake the desire to have them on her again. The empty
feeling inside growing, Dena closed the distance and straddled his thighs.
As her lips brushed against his, Krys moaned softly, their breath mingling. She felt the hardness of his body reacting,
filling with passion. Her own body responded quickly, making her ache for his touch. She reveled in the heady feeling
of control Krys would so freely give her.
After a thoroughly bewildering kiss that left her with her heart pounding in her ears, he pushed her back gently.  You
are so enticing, how could a man not want to touch you?
Touch ... yes. Love ... no. She looked down, desperately wanting to hide the pain his words had triggered.
The saleslady knocked on the door, clearing her throat to catch their attention. Dena sighed in relief.
 What? Krys growled.
A second set of undergarments came over the top in answer.
 Leave, please, Dena commanded.  We can t attract attention.
For a brief moment, she expected him to argue with her. But when he didn t leave immediately, he finally asked  Will
you let me up then?
 Oh, yes! Dena stood, and he left without a word.
The shopping trip was over quickly, and they were on their way back to Jaret. Dena was attracting more attention fully
clothed than she had in her undergarments. One of the boldest men they passed started following her and introducing
himself. Krys was uneasy and grasped her hand possessively, staring aggressively at the man. Dena smiled. He had no
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one to blame but himself.
Chapter Ten
Jaret did a double-take at the sight of her new clothing. When Krys scowled at him, Jaret chuckled.  You let her buy
that, you ll have to put up with people--well, men--staring.
 He didn t let me buy it. He made me buy this outfit.
Jaret studied Krys, grinning wide, then looked Dena over again and winked at her.  Well, nice boots.
Dena wiggled her toes, pleased that there was room to spare.  The saleslady said they were a fashion nightmare.
 Everything work out? Krys asked Jaret, changing the subject. Jaret nodded.  Okay, see you tomorrow. He turned
abruptly and started walking away.
Dena was confused. Her gaze hopped back and forth between Jaret and the retreating Krys.  Wait a second, where are
you going? She turned to Jaret.  Where s he going?
Hearing her, Krys turned and smiled.  Don t look so sad, sweet one. I ll see you in a few days.
 I am not sad! I ll be relieved in fact. You are constantly pushing me around. The shopping trip had reinforced how
domineering Krys could be.
He grinned, moving quickly toward her again. She backed up, running into Jaret who grabbed her and placed her so
close to Krys that she could see the fire dancing in his eyes, his lips quivering.  I let you get those ridiculous boots,
he whispered in her ear. Both his hands were resting on her hips, and he pulled her flush against him. He was going to
kiss her again.
 Only ... only because.... She couldn t remember what she was going to say; she only knew that he had not kissed her
yet.
 Yes? Krys watched her, smiling.
Jaret lost his patience and waved Krys away.  We need to go. We are about to miss our commuter.
 Sweet dreams, Krys called to her as Jaret tried to pull her toward the security entrance they needed to pass through.
Sweet dreams? It was a cruel reminder of their ivaraa, and how he had turned her away. She turned to tell him. Her
face was nearly buried in the broad expanse of his chest. Despite herself, her hands slid around his neck, and into his
golden-brown locks. She pulled him toward her and her heart quickened as their lips met in a tender kiss.
When she whimpered into his mouth, their eyes locked. His eyes were filled with an emotion she couldn t quite read.
When he broke away, she watched Krys disappear into the crowd, her mind in turmoil. She was going to miss him,
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