Free Golden Goddess by Unknown

lower lip between her teeth and gnawed on it for a moment, feeling strangely uneasy under his unreadable regard. "Of course, it's not as good a souvenir as that damn fertility goddess, but it won't cause you any legal trouble, either," she announced aggressively.
    "What's a fertility goddess?" Danny demanded before Jarrett could respond.
    That got to Hannah's sense of humor. "Go ahead, Jarrett, explain it to the boy," she said with a grin and then went off in search of more shells.
    Hannah had half expected Jarrett to retreat to his own room once they returned to the hotel, but he didn't. He endured what passed for prime time television together
    " with Hannah and only began glancing at his watch as ten o'clock approached.
    "Aren't you getting sleepy, Danny?"
    "Nope. I never get to stay up this late at home!"
    "I'll bet," Jarrett said dryly. "When are his parents due back, Hannah?"
    She frowned. "I don't know. I didn't put them under a schedule!"
    Jarrett's eyes darkened, but he said nothing. Danny eventually went to sieep in the middle of Hannah's bed, and she turned down the television. Its tube continued to flicker through the room, and in the ghostly glow she glanced at Jarrett, who was sitting beside her.
    He reached out and caught her hand, saying nothing. But his eyes never left hers as he drew her fingers slowly to his lips.
    "Jarrett, please don't," she whispered anxiously, trying to retrieve her fingers.
    "Quiet, or you'll wake Danny." Deliberately he kissed each fingertip. She felt his warm breath on her palm; then he turned over her wrist and kissed the sensitive skin there. "You still srne!l a little like suntan lotion. I wanted to help you put that lotion on today, Hannah. I wanted to have an excuse to touch you.
    There's something very intriguing about you."
    "E-even if I do have lousy taste in souvenirs?" she tried to say lightly. She knew it didn't quite come off.
    The whole situation was about to get out of hand, and she should be taking steps to control it before Jarrett did the controlling for her. The easiest thing would be to "accidentally" awaken Danny and let him play chaperone. If she could keep him awake!
    "You might have lousy taste in art, but I think you yourself will taste very good," Jarrett murmured. His tongue touched the inside of her forearm experimentally.
    " Jarrett, stop that. What's the point of seducing me? I'm already doing everything you want me to do, aren't I? I let you set up poor Alice Clydemore this morning. What more do you want?"
    "You," he said simply. "I've been wanting you all day, Hannah."
    "You just want to seduce me because it will make you feel even more in control of me," she protested violently.
    "Can a man control you with sex, Hannah?" he whispered starkly. His eyes burned suddenly into hers.
    "Would you give yourself so completely to a man that he could actually control you that way?"
    She gasped, frantically trying to yank her arm back. "I'm certainly not about to let you experiment and find out!" Something told her that going to bed with Jarrett Blade would be the riskiest thing she had ever done in her life.
    With unerring, primitive feminine instinct, Hannah prepared herself to draw away from the man beside her. She freed her hand with an abrupt movement and jumped to her feet, eyes wide and heart beginning to race.
    "Leave me alone, Jarrett Blade. Don't touch me!"
    "You're really afraid of me, aren't you?" he asked in a surprised tone. "There's only one reason for that, Hannah…"
    She was about to silence him with a wild protest when a knock sounded on her door. Feeling as if a life preserver had just been thrown to her while she struggled in deep water, Hannah ran to the door and flung it open.
    "Hi. We're a little late." Annie Tyler smiled apologetically. "Is Danny asleep?"
    "Yes, yes he is," Hannah said quickly, vividly aware of Jarrett coming up behind her. He had the sleeping boy in his arms, and he handed him over to his father.
    "A nice kid," Jarrett