“Come up to the suite with me.” Her lips twitched with amusement. “I have to finish my game.” “You’d better do it quickly,” he advised. Her brows lifted. “Why?” “Because I’m going to make love to you in precisely five minutes,” he whispered. “Wherever we happen to be . . . here . . . in our suite . . . or on the stairs. So if you’d like me to do it in privacy, you’d better lose the game. Fast.”

