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and took Mick by the elbow. Promptly escorting her best friend from the room, County dismissed Mick by slamming the door in her face.

Chapter 2
    Mick was awakened by the ringing phone on her nightstand some fifteen minutes before her alarm was set to go off. With a grunt, she pushed a hoard of curls from her face and figured she had County to thank for the wake-up call. When she pressed the phone to her ear, she realized it was a bit more than an average wake-up call.
    â€œMs. Sellars?”
    â€œYes, thank you.”
    â€œMs. Sellars, this is the front desk letting you know that the car has arrived and is waiting to carry you to Ramsey Group headquarters.”
    Mick rubbed the sleep from her eyes. “The—the car?” she stammered.
    â€œThat’s correct, ma’am.”
    Grimacing at the concierge’s polite, matter-of-fact tone, Mick sat up in bed. “I’m just waking up. The car may be waiting awhile.”
    â€œThat’s quite all right, ma’am. It will be here when you’re ready.”
    Mick only nodded.
    â€œWill there be anything else, ma’am?”
    â€œNo, no, thank you,” Mick said and set the receiverback in its cradle. She flopped back to the luxurious bed and took a moment to get her bearings. A wicked smile curved her lips as she imagined how peeved County would be when she discovered “a car” had been sent for her. “Tee-hee.” She sighed, before rolling her eyes and leaving the bed.
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    Later that morning, Mick stood with her head back and her eyes wide. Her mouth formed a perfect O as she studied the unbelievable complex of Ramsey Group.
    â€œThis is the private entrance. Past those double glass doors, you’ll find someone waiting to carry you up.”
    Mick barely nodded in response to the driver’s instructions. Her hand rested limp in his palm. “Oh boy,” she breathed.
    Gerald, the driver, nodded in understanding. “Yes, it’s quite a place,” he agreed, smiling as he too surveyed the impressive outlay of the corporation.
    Instead of one stark high-rise, the Ramsey Group offices were situated in separate buildings that spanned the landscape. Each building housed a different area for every sort of project. The structures covered a vast expanse of the 120-acre site. Due to the hilliness of the area, the buildings were constructed at an angle. Steel beams covered the roofing of dark brick buildings that had an unexpected airiness due mainly to the floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a prime view of the architects, designers, and other staff who worked diligently on the next Ramsey project. Mick could imagine the golden light from the interior cascading on the green surroundings during the evening hours. Her attention was drawn to the one skyscraper that towered above the other buildings. Windows were abundant on the lower floors, but tapered off and became virtually nonexistent near thetop levels. Something told her the Ramseys’ offices would be there—clearly they adored their privacy.
    â€œThis is some place,” Gerald was saying as he guided Mick away from the Mercedes limo and shut the door behind her. “But these people really know how to make a person feel cared for.”
    â€œThanks, Gerald,” Mick said, taking a deep breath while fixing him with a sweet smile. She gave his hand a reassuring squeeze before heading toward the double doors.
    Gerald’s stare was lingering as he admired Mick’s unconsciously provocative stride.
    Mick smoothed her hands across the lilac silk suit she wore and focused on the double glass doors in front of her. Her suit, with its plunging V-neckline and row of tiny buttons along the front, was coordinated with a matching above-the-knee flippy skirt that emphasized the shapeliness of her legs. The outfit was both alluring and businesslike. She looked great, but prayed she wouldn’t fall flat on her face. Literally.
    Past the