"We've just landed," said Everett, his deep voice sending a shiver up her spine. "I should be home in an hour." "How're you feeling, Mister Barringer?" she asked. "Jacked up from jet lag." "Nothing that a little game of hide and seek won't cure." "Francesca," he said, drawing out the syllables of her name in a way that sent another shiver up her spine, "have you been thinking naughty thoughts again?" "Hurry home and find out." Hide and seek-the way the Barringers played it-wasn't a child's game. Sure, she would hide and he would seek her out. When he found her, she would have to remove a piece of clothing, or more. But when he didn't find her in time...
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