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becoming successful in a man’s world even if that world contained a boss with sexy steel-gray eyes. Maybe then they’d quit badgering her to move back home.
    As if she’d actually cave. While generations of Harper women became Suzy Homemakers to engineers, this Harper woman wasn’t following in those footsteps. Nope. She was going to stay an engineer instead of taking care of one.
    He pulled the truck to a stop at an intersection, then turned to look at her, eyes narrowed. “You’ve been with the company about a year now, right?”
    “Actually, almost two years.” Two years of wondering if the reality of Aidan Ross meshed anywhere near his image on the company website. Though he was even hotter than his official company photo, she never expected her hormones to kick in like bees that’d found a new field of flowers. This reaction was totally dumb and totally not cool. He was her boss, for heaven’s sake.
    “Before that?”
    “I was hired right out of college.” Now she was spending six hours on the road with him, a three-day trade show, then a six-hour road trip back. All with testosterone flowing out of him like a leaking drum on a construction site. Was it getting hot in here?
    Delaney sucked in a deep breath and tried to temper her hormones. She held out the bag. “You sure you don’t want some?”
    “I’m sure.”
    “You afraid of gaining weight or something?”
    “Aren’t you?”
    “Nah. I spend enough time doing yoga.” She’d have to make up classes this weekend, but it was so worth it.
    “I don’t spend hours at the gym just to poison my body with that stuff.”
    “Poison?” She raised an eyebrow. “That’s a bit dramatic.”
    “It’s the truth. You have any idea what you’re eating? The kinds of chemicals you’re feeding yourself?”
    “Wow,” she said, injecting as much feeling into her voice as she could. “When you put it that way,” she added with a shrug, “it still tastes good.”
    “Life’s not all about taste.”
    Maybe not, but Delaney knew she was better off running her life according to her tastes than to bend to what society—or her parents—dictated. If she did that, where would she be now? In the kitchen making dinner or baking bread.
    Not that there was anything wrong with that.
    As long as it wasn’t her.

Chapter Four
    They were only ninety minutes out of Milestone and already had to stop. But what was he supposed to do when Delaney insisted she had to pee? Better here than along the deserted stretch of roadway they’dhit before long.
    Aidan waited in his truck right off the main street that ran through Spear Lake Junction, a Western-themed town and one of Central Oregon’s premiere tourist traps. He scrolled through his text messages. Nothing from Harold.
    Maybe he should check on him. God knew the guy had checked on him enough times when Aidan was a teen. Still did. But it was probably better to leave him alone to rest for now.
    He blew out a breath but kept his gaze on the public restroom until Delaney exited, waving as she approached. With a grin, she opened the passenger side door and hiked her skirt up, exposing creamy skin.
    He tore his gaze away. She wasn’t teasing him on purpose, was she?
    Just like she hadn’t meant to show so much thigh when she’d first gotten into his truck back at Milestone. A thigh that invited and teased. But was it worth exploring? Yeah…
    He shook his head, pulled his thoughts back from a road it shouldn’t be traveling in the first place.
    “That’s better,” she said, slamming the door shut. She flashed him a grateful smile, one that made her face light up as it reached her green eyes. “Thanks for stopping.”
    Aidan stared. Her eyes were captivating. A shade of green that reminded him of lush Pacific Northwest forests. The kind he liked getting lost in.
    She tilted her head to one side. “Shouldn’t we be going?”
    He blinked as he reached for the key in the ignition. With a turn, the engine roared to