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cold eyes was if Lucien Wynter was also looking up at her.
    Which he was. Straight at her. One dark eyebrow raised in mocking challenge.
    Because he had overheard that conversation earlier? Because he now recognized her as being one of the two women having that conversation?
    Embarrassment didn’t even begin to describe how Nicky felt as she had to wrench her gaze away from that mocking green one.
    She determined not to look at him again. Professor Grant stepped up to the microphone to insist there would be absolutely no photographs taken of their guest before then introducing the younger man.
    The lecture passed in a state of misery as far as Nicky was concerned. Not even the deep melodiousness of Lucien Wynter’s educated voice managed to penetrate her misery. All she wanted was for this nightmare to be over with so that she could get out of here and never set eyes on Lucien Wynter again.
    She almost made it too. Would have managed to sneak safely past the podium, shielded by the groupies currently gathered about the guest speaker who was under the watchful gaze of the scarred man in black, if it weren’t for Professor Grant calling out to her just as she was about to make her escape.
    Even then Nicky might have tried pretending she hadn’t heard him—if another more commanding voice hadn’t stopped her in her tracks.
    The same rich and melodious voice that had held her, and everyone else in the lecture hall, totally mesmerized for the past hour...

Chapter 2

    “A word, if you please, Miss McKenzie,” Lucien loudly repeated his request as the redhead, after freezing in her tracks for several seconds, now looked set to make a run for it.
    Her face was pale as she slowly turned and walked towards him with all the enthusiasm of a prisoner approaching the gallows.
    She was even shorter than Lucien had realized, barely reaching his shoulder, those red corkscrew curls a wild tumble over her shoulders and down her back. She was dressed in the usual student garb: a faded green T-shirt that fitted snugly over the surprising fullness of her breasts, ragged jeans tight against slender hips and legs.
    But it was her mouth that completely held his attention. He had never seen lips quite like them before, so full and pouting, and shaped in a perfect bow, the top lip fuller than the bottom.
    As an indication of her sensuality?
    Lucien was more than a little surprised to feel himself harden and swell, as he had a sudden image of those plump lips parting over his cock as she took him deep into the warmth of her mouth and then to the back of her throat, those corkscrew curls entwining erotically with the darker curls at his groin.
    The image was so strong that for a moment his mind went completely blank of everything else.
    “You wanted to speak to me, Mr. Wynter?” The young woman, who he now knew to be called Nicky McKenzie, tried her best to look composed and only mildly curious, but Lucien could hear the underlying strain in the husky attractiveness of her voice.
    A husky, soft voice that only made his cock throb all the harder, damn it.
    He nodded coolly. “Adam tells me that you’re currently his star student?”
    A blush now colored those creamy cheeks. “Oh I wouldn’t go so far as to say that!”
    “You didn’t, Adam did,” Lucien drawled tightly as his groin hardened even more when he spotted an enticing—and delicious—mole just beneath her right earlobe. “You have what, another six months before you finish your degree?”
    A frown appeared between her eyes as she answered him uncertainly. “Yes...”
    Lucien could never remember having had quite such an instant and visceral reaction to any woman before today.
    His only reason for talking to her had been to exact a little revenge for the conversation he had overheard earlier, but his libido obviously had a much deeper, and different, need.
    Lucien took out his wallet and removed a card, using his pen to write something on the back before holding it out to