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looking at him with surprise.
     
    “What .........” she had began, before Ryan had bent his head, his mouth closing over hers in a soft kiss.
     
    Jenna had felt her whole body explode with the yearnings for him, as with a soft moan she had kissed him back. She had felt the surprise from him, before his hand had snaked around her waist, his other hand moving to the back of her head, the kiss deepening, as the two had forgot where they were. It was only the blinding light of several cameras from the multitude of paparazzi that had pushed their way forward for the picture that would once more see Tom Trudeau a single man again that had caused the two to pull apart, Jenna seeing that his breathing was as ragged as hers.
     
    Giving a small half laugh, he had looked into her eyes, his glowing.
     
    “I think my plan worked” he had finally managed, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards their car. Jenna had given a small return laugh, glad to be moving, so that he would not see how flushed she looked.
     
    As they had taken their seats in the car both had taken up positions on either side of the seat, as though both felt the need to have as much space as possible between them, each silent as they had meandered their way through the New York traffic for the short journey to his apartment building.
     
    As the two had moved up into the elevator, Jenna had finally broken the silence.
     
    “I had a really good time tonight Ryan” she had managed softly, seeing as he had looked at her, a small smile lighting his handsome face.
     
    “I did too Jenna, a really good time”.
     
    The two had looked deeply into the other‘s eyes, Jenna aware of the way both seemed to be moving closer to the other, almost as though magnetically attracted, her head angling up to his. As the lift doors had once more opened, the two had jumped away from the other hearing the loud voice.
     
    “Well hello”.
     
    From within the apartment, Tom appearing, his smiling face taking in the two.
     
    “How was the party.......did the Paparazzi go for it?”
     
    Jenna had felt herself blush once more as she had moved into the main living area.
     
    “I...I think so” she had stuttered, as Tom had grabbed her hand, swinging her around.
     
    “Wow....you look.......sexy”
     
    He had declared as Jenna had given a nervous laugh watching as Ryan had stood so silently behind her.
     
    “Thank you” she had chuckled, finally managing to break free from him, deliberately not making eye contact with Ryan.
     
    “Well if you don’t mind gentlemen” she had smiled.
     
    “I think I may have had a few drinks too many......and I need my beauty sleep”.
     
    With that fleeing to her room, her whole mind in turmoil over the way she had so badly wanted to feel Ryan’s mouth on hers once more, groaning at the rush of desire that had flooded her at just the thought of it.
     
    She had quickly changed for bed, slipping into the soft sheets willing her body to sleep but finding the events of the evening rushing round and round her head. After an hour tossing and turning, she had risen once more, walking backwards and forwards, the feelings for the man filling her. The way they had kissed had been electric, Jenna not believing that he could not have felt the same as her, before chastising herself. Ryan Trudeau was a playboy street-smart man used to having any woman he wanted, his views on relationships very well known. With a small groan she had sat back down on the bed. To him she was just some unwanted guest forced upon him by circumstances, some unsophisticated Brit. Her mind had wandered back to the party. She had seen the number of women who had thrown themselves at him, Jenna at the time laughing with him at his ‘pulling power’ as she had called it.
     
    Many of the woman had been stunning, one in particular, who had fallen against him as she had talked to another group of his friends, her eyes taking in the woman so obviously throwing herself on