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"You getting ready for me too, Hollander?"
Shane's breath caught in his throat. Yes, he almost said, but that would go to Ilya's stupid vampire head, and Shane had no interest in dealing with it. He sipped his own wine with a shaky hand.
"Maybe I just like a rare cut."
Ilya squeezed the meat of his thigh under the table, which sent a fresh wave of heat through his body, then leaned in so close to Shane that his lips nearly brushed Shane's ear.
"Is that why you gave me fuck-me eyes when you ordered it?"
Or: 18th-century Paris, in which Shane is an overachieving shipbuilder on a business trip, Ilya is a decadent nobleman out for blood, and this is hardly the first time they've met.
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- Part 3 of kinky hollanov