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struggled against the surge of lust that had settled heavily in his groin.
She laughed out loud and he smiled at her.
She d felt it! The weirdest thing! She d felt the aching inside of him, the need to give
himself full reign to devour her.
She frowned at that. Devour seemed like such a strong word, yet it completely fit what
she knew he was feeling.
The lust & it was all new to him and that confused her even more. He was a rock star,
for Pete s sake. Yet, there it was. His uneasiness with the strength of the lust controlling him
made her feel like the luckiest woman on earth. Sebastian had a reputation as a womanizer, but
those nameless women couldn t have meant anything to him if he was acting this way towards
her. Thanks to their telepathic link, she knew exactly what he was feeling.
Wow! This telepathic stuff was amazing!
* * * *
Despite the sexual tension doing a dance through her nervous system, Hope couldn't help
but be a little apprehensive as Sebastian pulled his Mustang into the gated Malibu  Colony as it
was called by the locals. Only wealthy people actually lived in Malibu, and Hope was a little
shocked.
Sebastian hadn't been on the music scene very long. The debut album of his band the
Fingers 3 had only been released a little over a year ago. The band had been an overnight
sensation, but dodged the limelight, preferring to play in clubs and local bars instead of touring.
The band's deliberate lack of pursuit of the fame most newly successful bands sought had
seemed to make them only that much more popular. The press called them  unique while some
in the industry had said it was downright  brilliant of them to make their music on their own
terms. Still, how could he afford Malibu?
The wall that blocked the scenic Pacific Ocean coastline, as well as the ritzy homes of
entertainment makers and shakers, shielded the affluent community thoroughly.
 It's almost deserted. Hope looked around at the empty street, completely lacking in
traffic.
 Most people use these houses as second homes, vacation homes, weekend get-aways,
that kind of thing, he explained.
She turned to face him, admiring the way his thigh muscles clenched and unclenched as
he pumped the clutch while downshifting.  Do you live here year-around? she asked.
 Yeah, I like it here. In the off-season it can be nice and quiet.
 I can imagine the security is pretty intense.
He shrugged.  People prefer their privacy and Malibu offers it. It's actually a rather
unique, quaint little town.
 I bet the homes here run well into the millions.
 In Malibu, people live on estates, and anything less than twelve million is a discounted
price, he admitted.
Settling back against the door, she turned to face him, curling her fingers together to keep
from touching the hard line of his jaw, his lips& .
 Anyway, she took a deep breath to distract herself,  how did you end up here? Does
your family own one of the homes?
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 I guess you could say that. He gave her a quick, wary glance she somehow found more
unsettling than most of what he'd done that night.
 So, you're what, she asked with a nonchalance she didn t feel,  rich or something?
 My family gets by, he answered evenly, leaving Hope with the impression that he was
being very cautious with his words.
She shrugged.  Don't worry. I'm not after your money.
 I didn't think you were, he snapped, then his lips softened as he glanced down at her
breasts.  I know what you're after, baby, and I'm betting my next record contract that it doesn't
have a damn thing to do with how much money I have in my bank account.
Swallowing against the truth of his words, Hope continued,  I guess I just want to get to
know you. This is so & strange. I don't understand any of it. What happened tonight was the
weirdest thing I ve ever experienced.
He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he slowed the car and hit the remote, then drove
inside the tall, forbidding iron gate. The main house was up ahead. She could see an outline of [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]