"Come, Darian," Romanos beckoned him with a smile before he could disappear with his shifting thoughts.Darian looked up, zeroing in on Kassandra with a stinging hunger.On her way to the other side of the table, she stilled without looking at him. Her fingers slipped on the serving spoon, the sound clanging on the patio.Slowly, she moved her head and met his gaze. The impact of it rocked through him, the picture she presented ripping through the semblance of control he had fooled himself into achieving over the past four days.An off-shoulder, black, cutoff blouse showed a strip of her back, indented by the line of her spine, an outlandish article of clothing if he had ever seen one, and yet it suited her to perfection, with the long, gray skirt that billowed around her legs.A soft breeze pushed it against her legs, outlining the lean, toned length of them.Heat thrummed in every pore, his arousal painfully instantaneous.He wanted to see if she was just as silky everywhere. He wan
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