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But oh, oh wow, this feels so good. It feels Meg Ryan fake-orgasm good, except for the fake part.

I melt onto the chair and close my eyes. “What were you saying?”

“I was saying that I have a surprise for you.”

“No, you weren’t. You were asking if I want to have fun.”

I hear the grin in his voice. “Whydid you ask if you remember?”

I shrug. “This feels so good I can barely think.”

“Maybe I should stop.”

My eyes pop open. “No!”

He chuckles and drops my foot. Then he stands and extends his hand. “Come on.”

I cock a brow. “What kind of fun are we talking about?”

“Notthat,Miss Dirty Mind.Let’s go.”

He flexes his hand, willing me to take it. I do, and I shiver at the spark that flies down my arm when our flesh makes contact.

“You okay?”

I shake it off. “Yeah. Fine. Great.”

Just trying not to be electrocuted by you, is all.

I drop off my other boot, and he leads me through the house and down the stairs to the basement, which is all high tech with steel walls and doors. I note the scents of cotton and linen as he flips on a light.

“Holy smokes,” I whisper.

“Do you like it?”

“I love it.”

The room that he’s brought me to is filled with built-in shelves that are lined with jars filled to the brim with potion ingredients.

And they’re labeled alphabetically from A to Z. I could kiss him!

But I won’t.

“I thought we could play around,” he says, rolling up his sleeves, revealing more of those corded forearms. I almost wipe drool from my mouth. When did forearms become the sexiest part of the human body, ever?

My gaze flicks from his forearms (yes, I’m still staring) to the shelves and back to him. “You want to make potions?”

A slow smile curls on his face. “Yes. We can make potions.”

Oh, this is too much fun. I haven’t been in a room filled with this many ingredients sincenever, and I want to dive right in.

He gestures to a bookcase that’s loaded with tomes that have broken, cracked and crumbling spines.

“You’ve got ancient texts,” I squeal.

“I do,” he says proudly, crossing over and pulling one off the shelf. “One of the perks of being rich. I can find and pay for one-of-a-kind potion books. If you don’t know where you’d like to start, we can search until you find something that sounds good.”

“No, I know exactly where I’d like to begin.”