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Tired in Playing Games
She inspected her sanctuary with a mixture of relief and pleasure as she closed the door behind her. Aida had pulled aside the bedcovers and lit a fire to keep warm in the middle of December. The hearth's flames swirled, casting burnished-gold reflections on the polished antique furnishings. The aroma of burning olive wood permeated the room.
Lara tossed her sweater on the foot of the bed and kicked off her shoes, thinking that she'd made the correct decision. She couldn't deny the magnetic attraction she felt for Chris, but she also couldn't reject her feminine sense. It had warned her from the outset that yielding but in peril to her desire to him.
She'd find herself hopelessly, helplessly engaged with a man so far out of her league that she'd be guaranteed nothing but sorrow if she didn't step back now. After all, he'd made it abundantly plain that his attraction to her was solely sexual, and what else could she really expect? He didn't have place for
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