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entwined with him andhaving him sink his teeth into the soft flesh of her shoulder as he rode her hardand deep.
    Max inhaled, his eyes drifting closed for a brief second. When he opened themagain, the grin had left his face. “I want to make love to you, Shannon. Tonight.”
    Desire coiled deep in her belly and moved south quickly. Her nipples tightened,her breasts swelling against the material of her dress. Thankfully, he couldn’t see.
    And how was she supposed to respond? Her mind screamed   no fucking way , buther body shrieked   Yes! Yes! Oh, hell yes ! “That’s not a good idea.”
    “Fuck ‘good idea’. I want you.”

    Had someone turned the air conditioning off? It was blistering hot. Droplets ofperspiration settled between her breasts. Her panties dampened. Had to be theheat.
    She had to get her traitorous body under control and quickly. They were in themiddle of a cocktail party with hundreds of people around them.
    And her legs were trembling.
    “Max, let go of me. This isn’t going to happen between us. Not tonight, not ever.”

    “I say it will happen. And it will happen tonight.”
    His response gave her exactly what she needed. A little righteous indignation tocool her libido. “You’re so smug, aren’t you? Do you always think you can havewhatever you want?”
    There was that devastating smile again. “Do you?”
    “I control my own destiny, Max. No one tells me what I will or won’t do.”

    “Maybe before you met me. I know you like to be in control, Shannon. I’ll bet you even have to tell your men what pleases you in the bedroom. You like to call the shots, tell them when and where.”
    “Exactly.”
    “But I’ll bet deep down inside, you’re hoping that somewhere out there is a man
    who’ll take that control away from you, who’ll tell you what to do and when. And
    who instinctively knows just what you need without having to ask you for
    directions how to get there. You’re begging for it. And I’m going to give it to
    you, exactly the way you want it, and exactly the way I want it.”
    No! His egotistical suggestions didn’t excite her in the least. In fact, she was justabout ready to haul off and slap him one.
    “Mind if I cut in?”

    Saved by the bell. Or in this case, her mother. Who was, as usual, beautifullyattired in a long, golden dress that caught the light and dazzled like sparklingchampagne. She kissed her mother on the cheek. “Hi Mom. You look stunning. When did you get here?”
    Her mother grinned. “ Merci, ma belle . You look beautiful, too. We slipped inabout five minutes ago. Your father and I have been watching you dance with thishandsome man here. Care to introduce us?”
    Shannon stepped back and hugged her father, grateful for their timelyinterruption. “Max Devlin, this is my mother, Angelina and my father, Galen.”
    Not the least bit wary, Max enthusiastically shook her father’s hand, then kissedher mother on both cheeks. “It’s a pleasure to meet you both. Your daughter hasme so spellbound I didn’t notice you standing there. My apologies.”
    Max sized up Galen immediately. An exchange of something elemental andslightly magical occurred between them, a spark that he felt like a warm aircurrent sizzling through him. An awareness, almost like a meeting between twoalphas of opposing packs. He’d seen it before, felt it before. Respected it. Galen Storm was not someone to mess with. Max had sensed the same thing when hefirst met Logan and Aidan. Without words, he communicated his intent to Galen,showing his respect by stepping away from Shannon, acknowledging that his

    child didn’t belong to Max. Yet.
    Galen nodded. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Max. I’ve heard very good thingsabout you from Melissa.”
    “Thank you, sir. I’m honored to be working on The Rising Storm’s public
    relations campaign.”
    “Okay, before you two get involved in business talk, I’d like to dance with this
    young man here. Galen, dance with your