It wasn't just about what this lady was wearing. It was her. Something to do with the way she moved. Like she was one with the music and with the stage. The music pounded in a hypnotic rhythm that was unashamedly sexual, and she moved and danced in time to the beat, her movements graceful and seductive. So much confidence and balance. Balance that should have been nearly possible with the length of the heel shoes that she was putting on, but she made it look so natural... So easy, like she'd been born with high, slender spikes attached to her feet. 

There was something captivating... Almost hypnotizing about this woman, and Dimitri found him self leaning closer to watch. To take in every sight of this beautiful goddess. 

She was a vision of feminine perfection, every man's fantasy and Dimitri felt sharp claws of lust drag through his loins. On the opposite side, Dimitri saw a man half rise to his feet, a look of naked longing in his eyes. He didn't blame the man. What man wouldn't be captivated by such a beauty?
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Nervous about assuming control of her father's company, Kelly Darcy relocates to San Francisco. In an attempt to do something she loved one more time before her life changed completely, she volunteers to replace a dancer in her friend, Elizabeth's fashion show and ends up in the arms of Dimitri Collins.

It was supposed to be a one night stand. She didn't have to see him again. But Kelly realizes how wrong she was when Dimitri walks into her father's office... 

And now she has to fight to keep her father's company, while figuring out what she truly feels for Dimitri.

MAKE YOU MINE

Jensen was torn between grinning at her sheer nerve and cussing at her unsubtle hints that his response was in any way defective. 


Okay. So maybe he was a little rude. He could admit that, but It wasn't like she didn't deserve it. He thought. 


But even at that, his gaze remained riveted on a particular line: I'm moving back into town in a few days.… 


She was coming back. So even if he didn't meet with her. He was definetly going to see her again. And that was something he wasn't sure he wanted to do. 


"Damn you, Kat" he muttered. "Damn you". 


Katherine realized that she was boxing up the kitchen stuff with a little more force than required. 


She stopped, and took a deep breath. It wasn't her fault. No one could blame her. Jensen and his stupid attitude was capable of making anyone lose it. 


Chapter Four Hundred and Fourty Seven