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“Will you tell me what it is I want to

know now?” he asked. To be fair—and

he was a fair man—he wanted to give

her the opportunity to confide her iden-

tity before he related his own

knowledge.

She thrust her chin upward in the

show of defiance he now expected from

her and shook her head. “Nay. I will

not. You cannot order me to trust you.

Why, that’s the most ridiculous thing

I’ve ever heard.”

He sensed she was warming up for a

full-length diatribe, so he did the one

thing he knew would silence her.

He rapidly closed the distance

between them, curled his hands around

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her upper arms, and hauled her up-

ward. His lips found hers in a heated

rush, her gasp of outrage swallowed up

by his mouth.

Shewent rigid against him, her hands

shoving between them in an attempt to

push him away. He brushed his tongue

over her lips, tasting her sweetness, de-

manding entrance into her mouth.

Her second gasp came out more as a

sigh. Her lips parted and she melted in-

to his chest like warm honey. She was

soft all over, and she fit him like his

sword fit his hand. Perfectly.

He pushed inward, sliding his tongue

over hers. She went rigid again, and her

fingers curled into his chest like tiny

daggers. He closed his eyes and ima-

gined them digging into his back as he

thrust between her thighs.

01. In Bed With a Highlander - Maya Banks.pdf