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men.’
    ‘You really are…!’ With a sound of anger rumbling in his throat he took her face in his hands and plunged into the sweet moistness of her mouth. Later, he’d havethe leisure to regret his action, but at the moment all he was aware of was an intense hunger.
    Shock at this reprisal of her antagonistic jibe held Anna completely immobile for a frozen moment. Slowly it filtered through to her that the instinctive rejection she’d been relying on wasn’t going to materialise. He was demanding a response from her and, whilst she ought to have been repelled by this ruthless onslaught, she only experienced an urgent, compelling desire to give him everything he was asking for.
    Senses awake like never before, she was bombarded with a myriad of impressions—the taste of his mouth, warm and fragrant, the heavy thud of his heartbeat and the impression of one hard thigh thrust between her own legs. She clutched at him because her knees showed a tendency to shake. And it wasn’t just her knees; her entire body was vibrating as a tide of heat raised her temperature several degrees. Standing on tiptoes, her slender body stretched in an arc, she could just place her hands around his neck.
    With a husky groan he placed both hands on her waist and physically put her from him. She took several gulps of air and tried to steady her laboured breathing. Adam was staring at her as if she had two heads. His narrowed eyes gleamed with a very uncomplimentary mixture of horror and disgust.
    ‘You accused me of being unsubtle,’ Anna said huskily. Her flippancy was a cover for her confusion. The kiss, delivered solely in a spirit of frustrated retribution, had shaken her to the core.
    She smoothed her sleek, short hair back into shape, recalling the way his fingertips had moved through it to cradle her skull. Her eyes went on their own volition to his hands—strong, shapely hands. Knuckles white, they lay clenched at his sides. God, can it be that bad kissing me? she wondered.
    ‘You’re fairly casual about where you give yourkisses. I’d have thought you could take another more or less in your stride.’
    ‘I like to decide where I bestow them.’ She was glad to see the rush of warm colour that suffused the sharp angle of his cheekbones.
    ‘It was a mistake.’ How had he done anything so stupid? he wondered angrily. ‘I didn’t notice you fighting me off,’ he added in a goaded voice. ‘Quite the contrary,’ he couldn’t prevent himself from concluding.
    ‘How like a man to try and offload the blame,’ Anna sneered, ignoring the accuracy of his statement. ‘And I don’t like being looked at like that. I’m sure you’ve spent years perfecting that sneer, and I can appreciate how beautifully your lip curls, but it takes more than that to impress me. As for not fighting you off, I didn’t want to inflame you. Some men are turned on by that sort of thing.’
    ‘I hope we’re not going to delve into the sordid depths of your carnal knowledge. Cheap, tacky reminiscences are not really to my taste.’
    Cheap…tacky! Her bosom swelled with indignation. ‘At least I’m not a pretentious, self-righteous, sanctimonious bore!’ she countered loudly.
    ‘Anna!’
    The sound of her name made Anna turn around to see her two sisters standing only a few feet away.
    ‘Adam, I’m…’ Rosalind came hurrying forward, closely followed by Hope.
    ‘Don’t you dare apologize for me,’ Anna said grimly, her teeth clenched.
    ‘Adam is our guest.’
    ‘He’s not my guest. I only invited people I like,’ she responded childishly.
    ‘Aunt Edie…?’ Hope reminded her.
    ‘Relations don’t count. They have to come; it’s Mum and Dad’s ruby wedding.’
    ‘Adam, this is Hope.’ Rosalind interrupted this petty exchange with a reproving look at her sisters.
    Anna watched with cynical interest as he recognised her famous sister. Hope, known as ‘Lacey’ professionally, had achieved fame and fortune as a supermodel. She