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choking.”
    “Am not.” She scowled at him. “I’m telling you it won’t work.”
    “After two years of intense foreplay and one night of the most amazing lovemaking ever, you are going to walk away as if nothing happened? You are such a fraud.”
    “I’m calling it quits before we eviscerate each other.” Lily was practically shouting to be heard over his laughter. “I watched my parents tear each other apart until there was nothing left of the person they’d fallen in love with.”
    “Your parents were fools.” He wiped the tears from his eyes. “Melding our lives together could be the adventure of a lifetime.”
    “Adventure?” Tears were running down her face, but she didn’t care. She was so angry with him she could strangle him. “You call thousands of nights hiding under the covers as they screamed at one another a fucking adventure?”
    “That should’ve never been allowed to happen.” The sadness was gone from his face and
    determination had taken its place. “But if you think I’m going to let you use that as an excuse to walk away, you’d better think again.”
    “Jean Jacques—”
    “We’re going to have children, loads of them.” Removing his jacket, he dropped it on the floor. “And when we’re not fighting, fucking or raising our offspring, we’ll be stupidly happy splitting our time between my family home in Provence and our home here in Denver.”
    She shook her head. “You haven’t been listening to me. I can’t do this.”
    “I have been listening to you.” His tie hit the floor. “I’ve been listening to you for two long years and now I’m done listening.”
    “You’re kidding.” Lily backed away. “This can’t be happening.”

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    She’d spent the last two hours wrestling with the decision to submit to him or tell him to piss off.
    She’d made her decision and said her piece, and he was going to ignore her wishes and take what he wanted.
    “Trust me, Lily.” He unbuttoned his shirt. “There is nothing remotely amusing about my intentions toward you.”
    “I’ve told you that this—” she gestured between them, “—cannot happen again.”
    “You’re lying to yourself.” His cufflinks hit the floor then skittered away. “Your pride dictates that you reject me, but your heart doesn’t agree.”
    “You don’t know the first thing—”
    “An astute man listens with his heart, not his ears. I hear more than the words you speak.”
    His shirt floated to the floor, and her mind went blank. Memories of kissing every inch of his chest stole the liquid from her mouth.
    “Take off your skirt.” He reached for his zipper.
    “No, Jean Jacques.” Her voice was little more than a whisper.
    “Never mind.” His pants sagged then slid down. He kicked them to the side. “I can tear it off with my teeth.”
    Her knees went weak.
    “Who was that guy fucking you in the game room?” He reached for his boxers. “Was that Armand?”
    “Who was the woman you fucked in the closet?” She shot back.
    “You know who she is.” His boxers pooled around his ankles, and he stepped out of them. “Did you notice her pearls? She has some unusual talents involving very expensive jewelry.”
    “Is that so? Well Robert has some interesting talents as well.” Her back hit the wall.
    “Watching that bastard fuck you was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.” His eyes glittered. “Am I correct in assuming that little adventure was for me?” He loomed over her, crowding her with his size.
    Their lips were so close his breath licked at her mouth.
    “It was.” She was breathless. “I wanted to punish you for screwing—”
    “I saw you, Lily.” His fists slammed into the wall on either side of her head, and she flinched. “I saw you masturbating while I screwed Ms. Junior League. You were turned on and that pisses you off.”
    “I only enjoyed it until I realized it was you.” Her voice was a mere whisper.