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two-step. Nikki shivered and tried to stop.
"Why?" he whispered at her ear.
"I can't," she ground out, clutching his lapel.
His big arm contracted, bringing her breasts right into his shirtfront. "Relax," he said huskily, his
voice deep and sultry in the space between them. "It's all right to let me see that you want me. I want
you, too."
Her legs trembled as they brushed his. She couldn't remember feeling anything so explosive since
Mosby had first come into her life. But Mosby hadn't wanted her close like this. Mosby hadn't made
her feel like this. She shivered as she
let it happen, and her body melted into the warm strength and power of Kane's,
"Chemistry," he said deeply, feeling her tremble. "We mix like oxygen and hydrogen, bubbling where
we touch. Blood rushing into empty spaces, churning, making heat and magic. Feel it, Nikki?'' he
asked, and his arm dropped just a fraction, rubbing her against the suddenly changed contours of him.
She gasped and instinctively started to step back, but he laughed deep in his throat and held her firmly
in place.
"Now you know, don't you?" he whispered. "There's only one secret left. And if we go outside in the
shadows, I can ease up that voluminous skirt and we can have each other against the wal I mentioned
earlier."
Her fingers curled into his chest under the dark evening jacket, against his spotless white silk shirt.
She could feel the thick hair under it, the warmth. "No,"
"No," he repeated. "It's unrealistic, isn't it? But I know how it would feel. So do you." He moved,
deliberately letting her feel the power of his body as his cheek lay against hers and his breath
feathered the hair at her ear. The music, the people, the world vanished in the heat of what they were
sharing. Her eyes closed. She felt him in every cell of her aching body.
"Come closer," he said, his voice harsh.
She pressed into him, shivering.
"Move, Nikki," he challenged. His hand slid to her lower back, pulling, pressing.
"Kane," she protested once, the fragile sound lost in a gasp as she felt herself going helplessly on
tiptoe to search for a more intimate contact.
His other hand clenched in the thick hair at her nape and he made a muted, hoarse sound at her ear.
"Oh, God," he groaned, shivering.
She couldn't stop. She hoped they weren't being watched, because she couldn't stop what was
happening. The sheer heat they were generating was becoming a throbbing pleasure that outweighed
every single thought of modesty.
The sudden change of tempo in the music was a shock like ice on fire, and Kane's head lifted to see
that people around them were beginning to shift gears into a complicated disco pattern.
"I can't dance anymore." Nikki's voice sounded choked, as she looked up at Kane.
His face was faintly flushed, high on his cheekbones. His dark eyes were fierce as they searched her
face. "We'll have to," he said huskily. "Would you like to look down and see why?"
She felt her cheeks color. "No need, thanks," she said huskily, and forced a smile. "I won't ever dance
with you again, you know."
"I would very much like to take you into a closet or a bathroom or even a recess in the wall and make
love to you until you fainted," he said roughly.
"You have someone to do that with," she pointed out, fighting for control.
"I don't want her," he said passionately. "My God, I don't want anybody else. You. Only you."
"My brother, your father, Mosby, the other candidate," she moaned. "It's too complicated."
He felt his body begin to unclench as he concentrated on the music to the exclusion of everything else.
"What do you want to do, then?" he demanded. "Forget it?"
"We have to." She looked up into his eyes. "We have to, Kane. I can't hurt my brother."
"But you can hurt me?"
"It isn't that way." She dropped her eyes to the swift, hard rise and fall of his chest. "You just want
me. It will pass. I'm sure you felt that for Miss Ribs at the beginning."
"Not like this," he confessed curtly. "I'm on fire for you."
"I'm an unknown quantity, that's all. That's all it is!"
"Oh, I see," he said mockingly. "You're a virgin, so I can't wait to get you into bed, hurt you, force
your body to accept me, and enjoy the suffering I'm going to see in your face. Is that what you think I
need?"
Her eyes widened. "No!"
"I'm glad. I don't see virginity as a sacred quest," he said shortly. "It intimidates me. I'd prefer you
with enough experience at least to welcome me." His eyes slid over her narrowly. "You were
married. Didn't he even... ?"
She stopped dancing. The memories were painful. "Let's sit down."
He restrained her. "Tell me."
"He didn't want any part of me, Kane," she said wearily. "He found me totally undesirable. So
undesirable that I never had the nerve or the confidence to let another man that close. Until you came
along," she added bitterly, her green eyes accusing. "And look what happened."
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