‘What?’ His mouth was dangerously close to hers, his tone low and impossibly sexy as he curved an arm around her waist and trapped her against him. ‘What have you just remembered, Flora?’

She could hardly breathe. ‘Flora? Who’s she? Oh, I remember—she’s the woman I left her locked in her cottage when I stole her identity. I need to go and let her out.’

He gave a slow smile and his head lowered towards hers. ‘Too late, sweetheart.’ He paused, his mouth tantalisingly close to hers, ‘You are most definitely Flora. A whole new Flora. A standing-naked-in-my-kitchen Flora.’

‘In my underwear…’

His lips brushed hers, a deliberately erotic hint of things to come. He gave a low, appreciative murmur. ‘You taste good. Whatever happens in the next few hours, don’t dig your fingernails into my shoulders. If this is a dream, I don’t want to be woken up.’

Her entire body was throbbing but still the nerves fluttered in her stomach. He was so sure and confident, whereas she… ‘I made you coffee.’

‘I don’t want it.’ His mouth slid down her neck and lingered at the base of her throat, his tongue tasting her skin. ‘I want you, sweetheart.’

Her pulse was thundering and she tilted her head back with a gasp. ‘Conner…’

‘You came here to seduce me…’ His lips moved slowly along her shoulder. ‘You want to know what sort of lover I am.’

As she felt his hands slide confidently down her back, she gave a shiver. ‘I thought you didn’t find me attractive.’

‘I always found you attractive. But you were always off limits as far as I was concerned. Despite what everyone thought of me, that was the one line I was never prepared to cross.’

‘But you’re crossing it now.’

‘No. You’re crossing it.’ He lifted his head and looked down at her, his ice-blue eyes compelling. ‘This was your decision, Flora. You made it by coming here.’

He was giving her the chance to change her mind. But she didn’t want to do that. ‘Yes.’

‘So…’ His hand slid slowly down her back and cupped her bottom. ‘You came here to seduce me.’

She couldn’t breathe. ‘Yes.’

He gave a slow smile. ‘Carry on, angel. I’m all yours.’

Was that it? Was that all the help he was going to give her? For a moment her courage faltered but then she looked at his gorgeous naked body and couldn’t help herself. She leaned forward and pressed her mouth to his chest, while her fingers trailed slowly across the hard muscle of his abdomen and lower still until they brushed against the top of the towel that was all that was between her and his straining manhood.