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adrenalin
continued to pump through her system, making her knees feel like rubber. “Oh,”
she said again, her pulse beginning to settle. She let her hand drop. “Wow, you
really scared me. I didn’t know you guys were working up here tonight.”
    Just then Ray came around the corner.
    “Everything all right?” His eyes sought hers. Sparks of unmistakable interest lit their depths. “Amber. What are you doing here?”
    “Same thing you are. Working late.” She waved the floor plan
at him. “Trying to figure out where the outlets are going to be in the
reception area. Your assistant startled me.”
    “Sorry about that.” Ray grinned and Amber found herself
smiling back, a strange heat replacing the fear that had just been surging
through her body. He looked great in his snug blue t-shirt and tight black
jeans. His wavy brown hair had just a suggestion of sheetrock dust in it but
that didn’t detract at all from his appeal. Come to think of it, the other guy
was pretty cute too. A little taller than Ray, a little thinner, not as
muscular, but not bad at all.
    “So,” she said lamely, “how’s it going?”
    “Almost done. Would you like that tour we talked about? The
equipment isn’t installed yet but the view at night is great.” Ray walked
toward her. He extended his hand and gave her another heart-stopping grin.
“That way you’ll know where to find me if you need me to come and plug your
computer in again.”
    Suddenly Amber found her hand engulfed by his larger one. It
was the first time they had intentionally touched. His fingers were strong and
supple as they entwined with her own, and the heat of his skin sent little
sparks of excitement jumping between them as he led her around the corner and
down the hall.
    “Back in a few minutes, Cal,” he called over his shoulder.
To Amber he said, “That’s my cousin Cal. He’s pretty shy. I’ll introduce you
when we come back around.”
    “Okay,” she murmured, acutely aware of the vitality in his
hand pressing into her palm and the clean, male smell of his body. Her pulse
thrummed in her ears as he led her through an opening into a large, dark room.
Only the light spilling through the doorway allowed her to see the intense
expression on his face. Her belly lurched.
    “This will be my domain,” he said softly, drawing her
forward. Their hips bumped together, and the heat of his body seemed to radiate
clear through her, stealing her breath away.
    “Can we turn on the lights?” she whispered.
    “In a minute. Let your eyes adjust.”
    She stood stock-still, heart galloping, wondering what came
next. Her hand throbbed where he held it. Suddenly she was aware of the
vulnerability of her position, alone here in the building with the two big men.
Unbidden, a series of naughty pictures began to reel through her head, pictures
starring herself, Fantasy Ray, and a faceless guy who bore a strong resemblance
to his quiet cousin.
    Aghast, she shoved the mental images away. What had made her
think about that out of the blue? And what if Ray were to guess her thoughts?
Certainly she could trust him not to take advantage of her. He’d never been
anything but respectful in all the time she’d known him.
    But the longer they stood there, unmoving, the more she felt
like a helpless doe in the sites of a stealthy hunter. The suspense made her
breath catch in her throat.
    Across the room, a long expanse of chest-to-ceiling windows
showcased the Milky Way and the starry lights of neighboring skyscrapers. “Oh,
look at the view!”
    She pulled her hand free and went toward the window, feeling
relieved and silly at the same time. What was she running from? What was she
afraid of? She was acting like a high school girl, not a confident business
woman interacting with an associate.
    Leaning her palms against the wide sill, she tried to still
her thundering heart. She heard his unhurried approach as he crossed the room.
And then she felt the heat of his body again, this