president　of　a　large　corporation　doesn't

help　to　discourage　overeager　women。〃

Anne　snorted。　〃Any　woman　who'd　want　your　strong　black　coffee　and　your

long　hot　showers　has　to　be　crazy。　As　for　me〃…she　put　her　nose　in　the

air…〃no　amount　of　money　can　pensate　for　your　squandering　my

macadamias。〃

He　gave　her　middle　a　playful　squeeze。　She　was　acutely　aware　of　the　arm

beneath　her　breasts。　More　breathlessly；　she　said；　〃So。　What　does　your

corporation　do？〃

〃We　develop　real　estate；　office　parks；　shopping　centers；　and　so　on。〃

〃Define　'and　so　on。〃'

〃Oh；　we　have　。。。　other　interests。〃

〃Confidential　ones；〃　she　surmised。

〃For　now。〃

〃The　mystery　of　the　year。〃

He　responded　to　that　by　shifting　her　sideways　and　down。　He　followed；

holding　himself　on　his　elbows。　〃You　talk　too　much。〃　His　eyes　caressed

her　face；　but　it　wasn't　her　face　he　was　talking　about　when　he　said；　〃You

not　only　look　good；　you　feel　good。〃　His　body　inched　over　hers；　giving

her　a　good　feel　in　return。

If　Anne　hadn't　been　breathless　before；　she　was　now。　She　wasn't　fighting

him；　because　she　realized　that　the　attraction　wasn't　only　physical；　at

least　on　her　part。　It　had　gone　beyond　that。

She　wrapped　her　arms　around　his　neck　and　exerted　the　slightest　pressure

at　his　nape。　It　brought　him　in　for　a　kiss　that　held　all　the　passion

missing　from　the　earlier　hug。　She　shivered　when　his　tongue　slid　into　her

mouth　and　their　breath　mingled。　With　his　shoulders　flexing　under　her

palms；　her　head　began　to　spin。　He　intoxicated　her。　But　she　didn't　want

him　leaving　her；　and　said　so　with　a　cry　when　he　angled　his　body　off；

then　cried　out　again；　differentl