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Playing With Fire.

10

"Armaan. Your scrambled eggs are to die for," Angelina murmured, smiling at him and moistening her lips.

God, could she be more obvious? She sat on Armaan's right at the table during breakfast and eyed him as if he was a piece of meat.

"Grazie." Armaan dipped his toast in the steaming cup of coffee and took a huge bite out of it. Normally, he would have loved that Scott's girlfriend was hitting on him. Scott and Angelina had an open relationship and she seemed to be taking full advantage of the fact. But he was only in the mood for one pretty brunette and Angelina wasn't it.

"What do you put in it, anyway?" She was still going on about the eggs.

He shrugged and whispered, "It's a secret," before taking a sip of his coffee.

"Mmm. I'm looking forward to uncovering it," she husked, leaning closer. Her eyes rested on his lips as he licked the coffee from it.

Armaan glanced at Scott who was busy chatting up Giselle on his right. He had no idea what the guy could be saying to her since she only spoke Italian and understood only a bit of English. Apparently, though, Angelina was not the only one taking advantage of the open relationship policy. The rest of the people who sat at the table, Jasmine, Alex and Rico, a friend from Milan, seemed to be free of any sexual vibes and were engaged in innocent conversation.

Alex was eating his cereal and both he and Jasmine were chuckling at one of Rico's jokes. Armaan was glad to see that Jasmine was finally enjoying herself. He had overheard her telling Alex that she had to work on her story so she would not be going on the fishing trip the others had planned for the day. Armaan hated that he was going to be caught up with work because he could think of something much more delicious to do during all those hours he would be alone in the house with her.

For starters, he could try convincing her that she wanted him just as badly as he wanted her and it was a good idea to take what one wanted if what one wanted was something good. Last night, after his offer to get involved with her, she hadn't said anything to him. He'd even wondered if he was insane making a suggestion like that considering his earlier resolve that week to stay away from her. But there was something about Jasmine Khan he found utterly irresistible. He wanted to uncover all those mysteries he knew were brewing underneath her surface, discover the flames that needed to be stoked.

As Armaan drank his coffee and continued to watch her, he vowed to himself that before she left tomorrow, she would be a woman convinced.

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It was late afternoon by the time Jasmine finished her writing and decided to take a shower. All night, she had thought about Armaan's proposal and just the idea of making him comply to her demands was enough to make her body respond shamelessly.

But he was Hamza's brother and getting involved with him was just inviting more heartache. Even it was purely physical. That in itself was a little scary. She was still a virgin and Armaan, a seasoned player when it came to the world of sex and seduction. She didn't believe for a second that he would simply give in to her terms and not try to get the upper hand.

When she emerged from the shower, she was surprised to find him sitting on her bed, looking absolutely comfortable there.

"Hello, Jasmine," he greeted her cheerfully, his blue eyes bright and shining. "It's almost three. I thought you might be hungry."

Her gaze shifted to the plate of fruits and a bowl of something steaming resting on a table by the door along with a glass of some fruity drink. He'd even added an umbrella to top it all off.