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

"I'm not fighting you, Jensen" her voice was hoarse, almost in a whisper. "I'm just trying to be considerate. I know you probably have a lot to do and I don't want to waste your time". Katherine said. 


He raised one of his hands and a finger brushed her chin. "Being considerate would be to let me do whatever the fuck I want. I want to do this. And it's my time, Kat. I will waste it how I like... So you will let me help you, Kat... Deal?". 


Her hand was small. Jensen thought. It was cool, and dry and soft. The feel of it left an impression after he released it. 


His eyes seemed to see right through her. Katherine swallowed. He did everything with the same intensity — Talk, stare, kiss, touch....maybe make love. 


She tried not to think about it. It was the one thing they never got to. 


"I'm glad Tim isn't Mitch's kid, Kat. I'm not saying I would like him less if he was, but I'm glad he isn't."Jensen said. 


Chapter Four Hundred and Fifty Seven