He is going to kiss me.

    She battened a palm against his chest to stop him. Heat radiated
through the bright fabric and her pulse accelerated to match the beating of
his heart. Then the sensual light went out of his eyes, replaced by
something akin to confusion.
    Did he think she was a tease? She wanted to play fast and loose this
week, she really did. Just not quite so soon. If she let him keep advancing ,
they might end up doing it right here on the floor. Hm'm. Actually... No, not
yet.
    Nick looked down at her hand, then back into her eyes. The intimacy of
the touch unsettled her and she snatched her fingers away. Uptight.
Inexperienced. Embarrassed.
    "The only contraband I have is the soap and the herbal shampoo."
Duckjing under his extended arm, she darted toward the bedroom to
repack.
    "Speaking of things that ought to be illegal ... "
    Hearing the smoky familiarity in his tone, she tumed back in time to see
him come out of the living room. Her brows furrowed in curiosity I then shot
up in alarm. Would the humiliation of thìs day never end?
    guess you'lI be needing these back." Nick held out one sculpted arm,
dangling her bra and panties from his hand. He casually stroked his thumb
over her intimate wear.
    His fingers grazed the edge of Elise's panties, tickJing the sensitive skin
along her inner fhigh, before slíding inside. .. Meghan blinked, tried to
refocus. The comer of Nick's mouth quirked and the look in his eyes was
pure mischief, as if he suspected her reaction and dared her to come
closer to the source.
    Okay. She could do this. Lifting her chin, she threw back her shoulders
and walked toward him. He skimmed his fingers across her palm when he
returned her Iingerie. Another hot current passed between them.
    A rush of anxiety immediately followed .
    What was she doing flìrting with a guy like Nick? He could have any
woman he wanted. So what mental disorder made her think he'd waste
time on her? Loneliness and longing twisted her head， overwhelmed her.
She was boring, she was frigid-she was doing it again.
    Meghan slammed the self-doubt aside, concentrated instead on her
mission. The plan was to find an attractive man and then entice him into
spending the next week indulging in decadent pleasures. Well, she'd found
a guy and he was perfect. Nick was everything she imagiined the fantasy
lover in her diary to be. His dangerously compelling gaze made her yeam
for wild excìtement and erotic adventure.
    Alex reached into the open dresser, pulled out a nightgown she'd
forgoten in the comer. The white silk whispered through his fingers. He
held it up by its thin straps, easily picturing the delicate material against her
tawny skin.
    Alex stood close, deliberately invading her space, brushing his index
finger across her lower lip. Her eyes widened and her quick intake of
breath was one of the sexiest sounds he'd ever heard. He held her gaze,
dared her to look away.