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.”Eva huffed inside after him.“Don’t presume to know what’s best for me.I’m going to go to the Hyatt and try to get my room back.”Ewan turned and smiled at her.“With what cab?”She spun around.The taxi that drove them there was gone, and the rain fell steadily on the cobblestone walk.Her heels wobbled on it as she cursed under her breath.“I should call your superior!”“Language, lass.Come on.Your room is up here.Best view in the city, if you ask me.If you really want to call, go ahead.You’ll be without a guide, if you do.”It wasn’t really a threat, but Eva didn’t want to be stranded in a city that she didn’t know all alone.She followed him, thinking she should’ve paid more attention to her French teacher in high school.They climbed a set of stairs, and he opened the door to her room and let Eva inside first.She gasped when she saw all of Paris lit up below in the wide portrait window.Even the Eiffel Tower sparkled in the distance.The rain made the whole scene look like it was glowing and golden.“It’s wonderful,” she murmured.A strong hand clamped on her shoulder.“Told you.Best view in all of Paris.The bed’s here.”Eva was so taken with the view she hadn’t noticed the tiny room.It was like a studio apartment back in New York, and it only held one bed, a small bathroom and a little kitchenette.The room was so crowded, she almost bumped into Ewan when she turned around.“This is it?”He smiled, and his blue eyes caught the light and reflected it back at her.“It is.But you’re in Paris, lass.How much time are you going to spend in your hotel?”She glowered at him and shrugged.“Some time, at least.Where are you staying? Down the hall?”His eyes sparked.“Right here,” he said and sat on the bed.“I’ve got to keep you safe.Paris can be a dangerous place for some people.”Some people? Eva stared at him.Did he think she was some kind of celebrity? “I’m not anyone important.”“I think you’re more important than you let on.”“I’m not famous.”“I never said famous.I said important.”“But there’s only one bed,” she said and put her hands on her hips.“And no couch.”Ewan’s lips slid into a smirk.“Never slept with a man before? I think that’s a bold faced lie and you know it.”“Of course I’ve slept with men, but.”“But what?” he asked and stepped toward her.He towered over her, and his breath blew across her flushed cheeks.“We only just met,” Eva said and squared her shoulders.He was not going to intimidate her with his size.“Have we? Funny.It feels like I’ve known you much longer, Evangeline.”She narrowed her eyes at him.Ewan was so close she could’ve kissed him if she wanted.His lips looked tasty.Thin and perfectly shaped, with a little bow on the top.“Well, we haven’t.Unless you were stalking me.And I said to call me Eva.Only my mother calls me Evangeline.”And the last person Eva wanted to be reminded of at the moment was her mother.His fingers trailed up her arm, the touch tingling her skin.“Wouldn’t that be something?” he breathed.Eva didn’t know what to say.He was kidding.He had to be kidding.This gorgeous man didn’t stalk her for months.If he’d been in New York, she would’ve noticed him for sure.A man like Ewan stood out, especially in a city.Her cheeks heated, and she pulled free of his grasp and stepped into the bathroom without saying a word.What the hell was he talking about? She wasn’t important in the least – even if she could afford a vacation like that.He could probably tell she was pushing thirty, and she wasn’t some virgin.But she’d never shared a bed with a stranger like that – not unless she met him in a bar and had too many glasses of wine to know better.Eva splashed some water on her face and frowned at her reflection.The dark hair, pulled back into a tight ponytail, was damp at the sides.It clung to her golden skin.Her full cheeks were pink, and her brown eyes were lined with dark circles.She did look tired.Damn.Then her stomach grumbled.“Hungry?” Ewan called from outside the door.How did he hear it? She glowered and applied a new layer of lipstick.“I want to eat at a restaurant,” she said as she stepped out.“I thought you would, lass.Come along then.”He led her down the street to a tiny café with big windows and little, blood red chairs.They settled inside, and he ordered them both a rich steak.The server brought them more bread than Eva had eaten in years.A little dish of butter glinted at the side, taunting her.Ewan also ordered wine – lots of it.She scowled.“I just wanted a salad.”He raised an eyebrow and a chuckle rumbled in his chest.“I’m sure you did, lass.Just a salad,” he said with a wink.Great.Even her own tour guide was making fun of her now.Well, Eva didn’t have to put up with that.Not on her grand adventure.First he cancelled her hotel reservations, now this? It was too much!“I don’t have to listen to your ridicule,” she said and threw her napkin on the table.“Yes.I only wanted a salad, not your fattening steak.Just because I’m overweight, doesn’t mean I eat food like that all the time.”She turned to storm out of the restaurant.The other patrons stared, but she tried to ignore them.Then a strong hand clamped on her arm and held her in place.“That’s not what I meant.But I think you’ll like their food [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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