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wouldn’t.”
    He leaned against the bamboo post, seemingly completely at ease. She watched him slip his hands into the pockets of his shorts and wished he hadn’t done that. It drew her attention to what he was wearing—a muscle shirt and a pair of denim shorts that emphasized his masculine physique. She touched her stomach when her inner muscles became achy, and released a moan.
    “Are you okay?”
    Her glare deepened. “No, I’m not okay. I don’t like being harassed.”
    “And you think that’s what I’m doing? Harassing you?”
    “Yes.”
    “Then I need to use another approach.”
    “What you need to do is turn around, go back to your place and leave me alone.”
    He shook his head. “I can’t do that. We need to talk.”
    Vanessa rolled her eyes. “We have nothing to talk about since I have nothing to say to you.”
    “But I have something to say to you. I’d like to offer you a business proposition.”
    Her eyes widened slightly before returning to angry slits. “A business proposition?”
    “Yes. One where you’ll be in full control and calling all the shots.”
    Before Vanessa’s mind could take in what he had said and dissect what he meant, he added, “I think I need to clear something up right now, Vanessa, something you might have assumed. I’m not interested in a committed relationship…with anyone.”
    Now, that really threw her. Not that she was surprised he wasn’t interested in a committed relationship, since most single men weren’t. But it did leave her curious as to why he had been hot on her tail for the last three years. Or was it just as she’d thought? To him it had been a challenge, nothing more than a game he’d had every intention of winning.
    Evidently he read the question in her eyes because he responded by saying, “The reason I’ve been pursuing you with such single-minded determination is that I think you’re a very desirable woman and I want you. It’s as simple as that.”
    She crossed her arms over her chest. Nothing with Cameron was ever simple. “So you bought a house just to be near me for a couple of weeks because you want me?”
    “Yeah, and in a bad way. Three years’ worth of wanting to be exact. I’ve dreamed of having you in my bed every night, and I figured it was time to turn my dreams into reality.”
    Although she wished it was otherwise, his words were having a naughty effect on her. Sensations, warm and tingly, began flowing all through her veins, and the salty air from the nearby ocean was getting replaced with his scent, a pungent fragrance that was all man.
    “It won’t happen,” she said with conviction.
    “What won’t happen?”
    “Me, you, together that way.”
    “I think it will, because you’re a very passionate woman, although it appears you keep all that passion hidden. I would love to tap into it.”
    Hidden passion that he wanted to tap into? She wondered what kind of alcohol he’d been drinking this morning. “Look, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She decided not to tell him that she’d been told by one man just how passionless she was.
    “Then let me break everything down for you. Let me make my offer. One that you can accept or reject.”
    “And if I reject it?”
    “Then I promise to leave you alone for the remainder of your stay here as you’ve requested. In fact, I’ll make arrangements to fly back to the States. But I’m hoping that you will accept it.”
    “And if I do?”
    “If you do, I will take you on the sexual adventure of your life. Entertain old fantasies and create new ones. I plan to take us both over the edge, and when it’s over, you’ll go your way and I’ll go mine, and I promise not to bother you again.”
    “Just like that?”
    “Yes, just like that. My offer is that for the remainder of your days here, I will become your sex mate while we indulge in all sorts of wild and wicked play time.”
    Vanessa felt her stomach fluttering again. Now she wished she’d had a