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voice.
    He rearedup to look at her. “Was that as good as you’ve dreamt?”
    “Better,” she whispered, cupping his face. “Much, much better.”
    He grinned, thrilled by her response. “We better do it again, then. And see if we could replicate the magic.”
    And they did.
    *****
    “ I better go,” Carter said, although he wasn’t ready to get out of Cassie’s bed.
    “Carter, are we... um... gonna tell Tash? And our friends?”
    He lay on his side, facing her. This was the tricky part, and he hated that he couldn’t be fully open with her.
    If Cassie weren’t working at Tellman Galleries, he wouldn’t have any hesitation in telling her right now that he was an undercover detective in the middle of a case. But she did work there, and one or several of her colleagues might be criminals. If the perps got a sniff that Cassieknew something, no matter how small, her life would be at risk.
    Besides, it was still possible that none of her workmates were involved in underhanded activities. Therefore, he didn’t want Cassie to get nervous about working at the gallery. It was obviously her dream job. He wouldn’t want to take away her enjoyment for her work because of unproven suspicions.
    “You don’t want anyone to know,”Cassie observed.
    “It’s not that,” he answered, hating to see the disappointment on her face. “My parents already put a lot of pressure on me about finding a steady girlfriend. Since we’re still in the non-committed stage, I can already imagine them not letting up on us moving to the next level. I’d rather we move at our own pace since we both have demanding work commitments. Wouldn’t it be betterif we don’t have outside pressures as we figure out if we want something more serious down the track?”
    “Of course,” Cassie said, blushing. “I didn’t mean for you to think I’m in a hurry. It’s just that Tash lives here and she’s bound to notice something.”
    He smiled, caressing her arm. If he had a choice, everyone would know Cassie was his. But he just needed to be patient. That time would come.

    “We can tell Tash,” he said. “I’ll just need to remind her to keep it from everyone else. Is that okay with you? Just Tash knowing for now?”
    Cassie’s sincere smile eased his guilt somewhat.
    “So how come you didn’t join your family for dinner tonight?” Cassie asked.
    “I’ve already planned to see you when Mum asked me. So I said I couldn’t. Anyway, I better get dressed before Tash gets back.”
    He’d only meant to give her a peck on the lips before rising from the bed. But he found himself rolling on top of her instead, and devouring her mouth yet again. Hadn’t he had enough? Evidently, the answer was no. What was it about Cassie that made him want her again and again, even after she’d already satisfied him immensely several times?
    With much effort, he extricated himself from her andwalked to her en suite. “You’re gonna have to find a way to keep your hands off me, woman,” he said with mock seriousness, shaking his head at himself in bemusement.
    “Okay, our first one-night stand is officially over,” Cassie said, deadpan.
    Oh, and he had to look back at her, didn’t he? She was grinning, her hair all tousled, with one of her beautiful legs poking out of the sheets.
    He trottedback to her and launched himself on the bed. Then he climbed back on top of a giggling Cassie, who went quiet when he covered her mouth with his.
    *****
    C arter watched Bronwyn Tellman walk into the building from the corner of his eye. Time to get to work. After his incredible night with Cassie last night, he’d been walking on air all morning. But now he had to ground himself and concentrate onhis task.
    He followed the gallery owner to her office.
    He’d been suspicious of Bronwyn from the beginning. She might not have a police record, but surprisingly little had turned up about her elsewhere. For a successful businesswoman, it was strange that even publicly