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about the specifics of the event.  Lissa was only too happy to have something work-related to talk about.  At his request, she explained her thinking about food choices, staging, and other details he wanted to know.  As she spoke, she found herself less terrified to look at this man, whose rugged handsomeness had so disconcerted her at their first meeting.  Now, as he sipped his champagne and watched her talk, she was struck again by his square, strong chin and his thick, sensual lips, which were now curled upwards slightly in an expression that might almost have been a smile.  Her heart fluttered a little in her chest at even this slight evidence that he was not wholly hostile toward her.  She remembered again now that he had told Barbara to hire her – that he would accept no one else –after Lissa had berated him, even shamed him, at her interview.  As she looked at him now, her brow twisted momentarily in confusion as she wondered what it was that Gregory Thorne actually thought of her. 
    As she finished explaining her decision to have the dessert course be a selection of creations by seven up and coming local female pastry chefs, Thorne nodded at her approvingly. He glanced at Barbara and said: “I knew we were right to hire her.” Then, his eyes meeting Lissa’s again, he said with a wicked half-smile: “Lissa struck me right away as someone with an uncommon degree of decisiveness.  She clearly knows what she wants, and does not compromise when she feels strongly about it.”
    Barbara raised her eyes at her employer.  “You got that from an initial meeting?” she began, and then stopped as she saw the look that passed between Greg and Lissa. Clearly, something was going on here.  She didn’t know what it was, but she knew better than to press it.  Smiling slightly, she nodded.  “I agree.  Lissa is a rare find.  We’re fortunate to have found her.”
    Lissa, for her part, was turning pink from all the attention and the champagne. The flush in her cheeks was very becoming, Thorne thought – it made her already gorgeous complexion radiate life, sensuality.  He had relaxed considerably during their conversation, but as he watched her talk, he had found himself growing increasingly mesmerized by her.  He tried not to focus on her pink, bow-like lips, her creamy skin, the tumble of auburn hair as it fell around her face and caressed her breasts.  Thorne thought back uncomfortably to the first time they had met, when her presence in his office had caused him almost immediate discomfort.  Thorne was a man who very much worked to keep business and pleasure separate, and from the moment he first saw Lissa Bradford, he knew that this would be almost impossible with her. 
    Thorne had been irritated at having to take over Barbara’s interview, which cut into time he needed to meet an important deadline.  But when Lissa walked into his office and sat down, he knew he had an entirely different problem on his hands.  Lissa had come highly recommended, and Barbara was already leaning toward hiring her, but Greg’s normally strong impulse control had been completely derailed by the presence of this stunning, curvy, sensual woman seated facing him.  At their first meeting, it had been all he was capable of doing to try to listen with half an ear and distract himself with emails to avoid leering at her like a pathetic fifteen year-old virgin.  His cock had been straining in his pants the whole time she was there, only growing tighter and more erect as her breasts began to heave in discomfort and then anger.  When she finally left in a huff after berating him for being cold, arrogant, and rude, he could only feel relief as she stormed out of his office, wiggling her luscious ass as she went.  He had immediately called Annie and told her he didn’t want to be disturbed, then strode to his office door to flip the lock.  Easing back into his chair, he unzipped and unbuttoned his straining pants,