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leave me like this!”
    She heard the key go into the handcuff lock, but then he paused.
    “Kiss?”
    Her heart was slamming against her ribs as she considered kissing this stranger.
    “Kiss?” he repeated
    “All right—one kiss.”
    He lowered himself beside her on the bed and then cupped her face in his warm hands.  The first brush of his lips against hers scared her and she flinched; she felt him pull away.  “No.  Please, I didn’t mean to jump.  Kiss me again.”
    She could feel his clean, warm breath as he neared for a second kiss.  She didn’t flinch this time as his lips covered hers.  God, what a sensual kiss!  One of his hands had slipped behind her head and lifted her eager mouth to meet his while his other arm reached around her and pulled her body in securely.  Oh, his kiss was spectacular as his tongue caressed against hers!!
    “Don’t stop,” she whimpered as he pulled away.
    “Touch?” came his hot breath with a little more force than his previous requests.
    “Yes.  Touch me, kiss me, just don’t stop.”  She was ready to experience this stranger.  His mouth came down again—this time the kiss was powerful and demanding, showing an alpha side that he had kept restrained during their earlier encounter.  He was musk and male, sweet and hot, completely delicious just like all the items he’d tempted her with tonight.  One strong hand gripped her breast and rolled her hard nipple under the silk as she cried out for more.  Then his hand went lower to her silk bottoms, but instead of going under the waistband and putting his hand where her heat and need were about to explode, he stayed on top of the silk and rubbed against her pleasure.  She could feel how wet she was; her bottoms were soaked at the crotch; she knew he felt it, too.  His breathing had become hard and rapid, giving her the distinct feeling her clothes were about to be torn off.
    “No,” he whispered, “too soon.”  And he pulled away.
    “I changed my mind!” she cried, her body on the edge, ready to orgasm at his command.  “Do what you want with me.”
    Everything stilled to the point that her own breathing was all she heard, but then she heard him putting back on his gloves and mask.
    “Don’t go,” she begged.  “Stay with me tonight.”
    “Can’t,” came a choked reply.
    She heard the click of a key and felt one side of the handcuffs loosen.  Before she could pull her arm free and rip the mask off, he was down the hallway and almost to the backdoor.
    She struggled to get her other arm free, but by the time she did it was too late—he was gone.
    She wasn’t sure what to do at this point.  She thought about calling the police, but what was she going to tell them: “Some guy broke in and fed me and then kissed me—and the only thing I want you to do is find him and bring him back!”  That wouldn’t work.
    She checked her backdoor trying to figure out how he had gotten into her house.  She was certain the backdoor had been locked, but she didn’t see any signs of forced entry.  She went around double-checking all the windows and doors.  How did this guy get in her house?  That was scary—not him, but the fact that if he was able to get in, perhaps someone else could as well.  It was four a.m. and there was no way she could fall back to sleep.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER TWELVE
    “I love a cheap date.”
     
    She wasn’t scheduled to go into work on Friday, but, for the first time in her life, she didn’t feel safe in her home.  She called an alarm company, but they said they wouldn’t be able to get to her until Monday.  The strange part was that she didn’t feel safe at the office either.  It was someone in this building, and although at the last moment she wanted to become intimate with this person, the unknown was still scary—especially since Noah was officially off the hook.
    She was sitting at her desk wondering if she looked as disheveled as she felt