Hard Deal

“I’m not so sure I want you to leave. I could get used to being manhandled by a gorgeous woman.”

She rolled her eyes. “You can’t even see my face. Your flattery means nothing.”

But she was no longer struggling against him—her arms were soft in his, not straining or pulling. Her lips were parted and her tongue darted out to moisten them. Caleb had to force himself not to rub up against her.

“I don’t need to see your face,” he said. “Besides, it’s the whole package. I find feisty women incredibly attractive.”

“You think I’m feisty?” She cocked her head.

“Feisty, sexy. I bet you have men beating down your door.”

She snorted. “You’d be surprised.”

He would. Imogen might be a little—okay, a lot—tightly wound, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t hotter than the gates of hell. Besides, today had proven there was a whole lot more to her than met the eye. And he was going to make it his mission to get to the bottom of this new side of her.

“Still want your phone back?” he asked.

“I do.”

“What do I get out of it, huh?”

She narrowed her eyes. “How about the opportunity to keep your man parts intact?”

“Always appreciated.” He nodded. “But you’ve put me in a tight spot. I’m pretty confident that you’ve snuck into this ball, which isn’t allowed. People pay a lot of money to be here and if I let you go, I’m aiding and abetting a criminal.”

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