Simon said.
“Because I knew my father?”
“That, of course,” Simon agreed coolly. “But also because, as the woman in my life, people will talk to you. You have the inside track.”
She was trapped. Tempted. Torn. “Nobody is going to believe that I’m the woman in your life.”
“My brother already does.”
“Your brother was trying to annoy you.”
He didn’t deny it.
Laura scowled. “Anyway, nobody else will.”
Simon’s austere face never changed expression. But there was a brief flash of—something—in his eyes that made her shiver. Triumph?
“Then we’ll have to do our best to convince them.” He bent his head.
Her heart pounded. He was going to kiss her again. Unless she jumped out of range, unless she said no, unless she told him firmly and flatly he was out of his mind and she had no intention of going along with his schemes, he was going to kiss her.
She didn’t move.
“This is a really bad idea,” she said.
Simon stopped, his mouth a whisper away. “It’s a kiss. Just one kiss. To seal our bargain.”
She hadn’t agreed to any bargain. But one kiss… She swayed toward him. How big a deal could one kiss be?
His mouth brushed hers, softly, gently, warmly. He smelled delicious, like cool sheets and hot male, and he tasted even better. He pressed his lips to hers, still gently, still warmly, without urgency and with only a hint of tongue. And she realized, with an odd sense of abandoning herself to her fate, that one kiss wasn’t going to be enough.
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