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    She cracked a smile and glanced over him from head to toe. “I’m sorry, you look very nice, but I have to say I just don’t understand your costume.”
    Kostas adjusted his tie and gave her his most charming smile. “Well now, I’m a stockbroker from Wall Street.”
    Her brows lifted and she gave a soft laugh. “Now that’s pretty clever.” She tapped her forefinger on her chin and gave him a considering glance. “Though for the full effect you might’ve considered a hooker on your arm, and some cocaine dangling out of your pocket.”
    Stunned, and delighted by her surprising humor, he confirmed, “The Wolf of Wall Street movie?”
    She gave a nonchalant shrug. “Or reality for some, I’m sure.”
    “You’re probably right.” He gave a sage nod. “I’ll remember that for my next costume party. Unfortunately, I had to make due with the clothing I had on hand. It was either this or come in my briefs as an underwear model.”
    She kept her attention completely on his face, and didn’t even so much as blink. Her only reaction was the deepening of red on her cheeks.
    Amusement lanced through him and he wondered if she was imagining him in a pair of briefs. She’d already seen him in his swim trunks; it wasn’t that much more of a stretch to the imagination.
    Deciding to cut her a bit of slack, he turned his attention to her outfit once more. “It’s taken me a moment, but I believe I’ve figured out your costume.”
    “My costume?”
    “Yes.”
    Her mouth opened, but he waved his hand to silence her before she could tell him what she had dressed as.
    “A naughty librarian?” He pursed his lips and shook his head. “Though perhaps without the naughty part. Or maybe the naughty bit is there waiting to be discovered by the right person?”
    The hitch in her breathing was audible, and he could see her nipples now beneath the blouse. The outfit was damn near prudish, but there was no hiding the curves beneath it. She had breasts that would fit perfectly in a man’s hands, and lightly flared hips he could hold onto during lovemaking. What sort of bra did she wear beneath such a blouse? If he unfastened each pearly button, would he find lace? Satin?
    Need coursed through him and he took another step closer to her, closing the distance between them easily.
    With the smattering of trees and nightfall covering them in shadows, he reached out and cupped one soft cheek.
    “Tell me, Eva, am I right?”

 
     
     
Chapter 6
     
     
    Eva couldn’t move. Could barely even breathe as strong, long fingers cradled her jaw. Tingles from his touch radiated from her face down her neck, dancing throughout the nerve endings in her body.
    He was wrong. He was so completely wrong it was almost comical. Was that really how she came across? As a naughty librarian? This was just one of many outfits she wore to the office on a daily basis. She wasn’t trying to be sexy. Wasn’t putting on a form of pretense tonight. She’d simply finished her work, brushed her teeth, and left her small apartment on the edge of the property to make an appearance for her sister.
    Somehow Kostas had gained the impression that this was all a costume. An act. But then he hardly knew her. They’d had one brief conversation on the beach this afternoon.
    Here he was, touching her cheek, waiting for her to answer. Giving her the opportunity to correct him. To explain how he’d formed a wrong impression of her.
    His gaze dropped to her mouth and her pulse went into overdrive. Was he going to kiss her? She was beyond awful at reading signals from men, but everything inside her zinged to life with a bone-deep female awareness.
    It was the perfect opportunity to set him right. To step back and rebuke him for turning both her and her outfit into a cliché.
    The air around them turned heavy and thick, swirling with a charged current. He stroked a finger inward, just barely touching the corner of her lip, and her belly warmed and her knees