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Authors: Marie Kelly

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And
just for the record Samantha Trey
” he had added moving in closer to her
.

 


...you look beautiful”
.

 

As h
is hand
had moved
to the small of her back to guide her out of the door to the waiting
limousine
, Sam
had
jumped slightly, surprising herself with how pleasant his touch had felt as she had allowed him to move his arm around her waist as they had
left
the
restaurant
.

 

Speaking to the driver he had quickly
given
his instructions sitting back into the soft leather upholstery seeing as she had sat in the corner so relaxed, fighting the desire to move closer to her and kiss those lip
s, the memory of how she had
felt from the previous day
once more filling him with
heat
.

 

They had pulled up at the night club, Sam instantly recognising it, not
somewhere she had ever been to
, mainly due to
its
exclusivity.  The doorman had
greeted Dante, recognising him and
instantly let
ting
them in, avoiding the long
line of people waiting outside.  Inside
a waitress
had been called to personally
take them to their table.

 

“It is good to be you”
she had smiled at him seeing as he had nodded back
.

 

“Get used to it Sam........as my wife it will be like this all the time”
.

 

She had given him a harder look
.

 

“Well I doubt I will have that long to get used to it Dante”
.

 

He had frowned
,
confused by
the many
change
s in her, f
irst
ly
from cold
negotiator
to the sexual siren he had left the
restaurant
with
, now to the cold woman of the previous day
.   Dante had not liked the feeling that he was no longer the one in control
,
watching her carefully seeing as
so
many men had looked at her
, their eyes following as she had almost glided to their table,
the unexpected sensation of jealousy filling him.
 
She
however,
had seemed not to notice any of the looks as they had taken their seats, Dante finally responding
.

 

“In that case you should most definitely make the best of it”
.

 

After placing their drinks order, he had led her to the dance floor holding her within his arms
, feeling as she had held herself more stiffly within his hold than she used to, her arm placed over his chest resting gently on his shoulder, ensuring that he could not pull her in too tightly to him.

 

“I was thinking about what you said”
.

 

Sam had said softly, as he had looked down into her wonderful green eyes
.

 

“Perhaps my
moving
in with you right away
would be a bad idea, maybe
I should find a place and
wait till after the
...”
.

 

Her voice had faltered for a second
.

 


Wedding

.

 

She had seen the look of concentration on his face before he had spoken gently
.

 

“I don’t think that would be a good idea Sam” his voice soft
.

 

“In two days time we will announce our engagement and next week your father makes me the CEO of his company”
.

 

She had looked at him with confusion
.

 

“What has that got to do...” she had began as he had continued
.

 

“It means that my company will become the largest
of its kind
in the world.....and the press are going to be after a story.... I want you to move into my house for your protection Sam.....not for anything else”
.

 

She had closed her mouth, the
argument
lost on her lips at the truth of his words
.

 

“I see” she had whispered softly
.

 

Dante had looked down at the woman in his arms.  Sam had always impressed him.  Where many women would have argued
or thrown
tantrums, she had always been able
to logically
and clearly think things through and he had missed
that
.

 

For the rest of the night the two had talked, neither really discussing anything of importance, Sam feeling more
and more
mellow as the night had progressed, the bubbly champagne no doubt being responsible for this.  They had both bumped into many of their acquaintances, Sam knowing that this had been
Dante’s
plan, to have them seen together before the engagement was announced.

 

Finally the two had moved to the waiting
limousine
,  the fresh air causing Sam’s head to spin
,
her hand moving to grip
Dante’s
arm, hearing as he had chuckled softly, moving his arm around her waist to steady her
.

 

“You always were a light
-
weight Sam” he had muttered softly into her ear, the feel of his warm breath sending a shiver through her, as she had turned to face him, their eyes locking Dante seeing the fire within hers before she could drop her eyelids to hide the desire in them.

 

Giving a so
ft groan he had pulled her into
him, his arms moving around her waist as he had dropped his mouth to kiss her so tenderly.  Sam had shuddered with the gentleness of his touch, her own need rising so strongly as her hands had moved around his neck pulling his head harder to her. The passion had exploded between them, both caressing the other

s tongues his hands
st
ro
king
her back as she had pushed harder against him, feeling the hardness of him against her
.

 

Moving his mouth to her lobe she had gasped softly feeling his mouth suck one ear, her whole body
tingling with the need for him
.

 

“Come home with me Sam....we have some catching up to do” his words sending even more sensations through her.  She had groaned gently, wanting so much more, remembering how much pleasure his body could give her, wanting
once more
to feel him within her as she had continued to kiss him.  As he had pulled back slightly her eyes had fluttered open, before sense had come rushing back to her, Sam giving another gasp, her eyes haunted as she had pushed away from him
.

 

“Take me home” she had finally man
a
ged, seeing the fire in
her reflected in
his eyes
.

 

“You promised me” her voice accusing as he had closed his mouth, his head giving a short nod before moving to open the car door for her, hiding the way his hand had trembled, hiding the over powering need for this woman.  He could wait two
weeks;
wait to have Sam in his bed again.  He had to build up some trust within her, the realisation that this was important to him surprising him.

 

In the car, the two had sat at complete opposite ends of the car, both fighting the need to return to the others arms.  As they had reached her
apartment
, he had given her a gentle smile.

 

“I will come around early tomorrow Sam and pick you up”
.

 

She had looked at him in surprise
.

 

“I am sure I can
prepare to move
without you” she had bitten out, seeing as he had smiled
.

 

“I am sure you could.......but I do think that picking a ring might well be something we should do together”
.

 

Sam had felt her cheeks glow, as the driver had opened her door, looking at Dante, so cool and collected wishing that she could be so calm.

 

“Yes
...
sorry....” she had stuttered, quickly getting out of the car needing to be as far away from him as possible
.

 

The car had not moved off until she had disappeared into the building
, Dante
sitting back his finger against his lips as he had frowned in concentration
, watching her disappear
.
  He had not expected
her to turn
the tables on him
, and was not sure why it bothered him that she would leave and take the child with her when
Daniel
’s grand
son was born.  After all
with her deal
he would get
everything
he wanted.  H
e got the business,
had
no ties,
and could
continue to
lead his play boy lifestyle
. Frowning again
he had
not
been
sure why he found the whole thing unsettling.

 

The next morning Sam had risen
early;
having despite everything that had happened slept soundly, her sleep free from the disturbing dreams that had invaded her
rest
the previous evening.  She had showered and allowed her hair to fall against her in th
e way that she knew he liked, t
elling herself that this was not for his benefit.  A simple elegant sweater dress in a deep green had shown off her wonderful figure and complimented her eyes, and Samantha Trey had looked stunning.

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