This was wrong. This was fool’s gold. This was also the only thing on earth she wanted right now. He tasted of warm, hungry man—clean, so good.

But she shouldn’t…they mustn’t…

Ethan was backing her relentlessly toward the door. She waited until he slipped the lock before lacing her fingers through his thick dark hair and making him her prisoner. “Shall we be captives here for long?”

“As long as it takes,” he promised huskily.