‘I can make you feel good, Rachel, better than before,’ he said. ‘Let me take you to bed, where I’ll make you forget all the chaos of the last few days and remind you of what it is to feel sexy. Feminine, powerful. Wanted beyond all meaning.’

He saw the capitulation in her eyes, the need to be in his arms. He lifted one eyebrow. ‘Yes?’ he prompted.

‘Yes.’

Thank God and all his angels and arch angels.

Picking up her hands, Bennett tugged her to him so that her lips were an inch from his. ‘Too much talking,’ he murmured. ‘Definitely not enough kissing.’

‘I agree,’ she replied, her...