From the Author
She shivered at the direction of her thoughts.
A bottle of Pinot Grigio and two wine flutes hung from his fingers. "I had to bribe one of the staff members for your location."
"I don't like you, Mr. Mastrantino."
"I think you like me a little too much. Which is why you're hiding."
The gall of the man! Pia had never met a more annoying man in her life. "Just because my body thinks you're a prime male specimen and is attracted to you--which, by the way, is based on millions of years of evolution and a chemical reaction that drives a woman to choose the strongest man as her mate--it doesn't mean my mind agrees."
His black eyes gleamed. The thin line of his lower lip curved with mocking amusement. "So you've dropped the act of trembling mouth and soft gasps then?"
He almost sounded disappointed. Pia sighed. "Distance helped me remember the hormones part of it. It's when you're close that I..." She shrugged, trying to go for casual, which her stutter totally ruined. "That I'm unable to handle my reaction."
Just looking at the darkly sensual face stretched her skin tight over her body. And other parts. Parts that had never clenched and tightened with such wanton awareness.
"You should call me Raphael."