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to discuss the needs of one of the best hotel chains in the world. With Luc Leoni .
    Penny glanced at her watch. The company car would be pulling up at any moment… yes, it made it all more official. When Luc’s PA had asked if she’d like a ride from the town car that his chain used for interviewees or employees from out-of-town, Penny had agreed. The worst part is over.
    The doorbell rang, the chime jolting her from her thoughts.
    She grabbed the glossy folder with the DG initials on the front, lifted her embroidered black clutch from the tabletop, and headed to the door.
    What she saw on the other side stopped her in her tracks. A wave of heat coiled low in her stomach. Very low . She expected an old, short, chauffeur-looking type. Instead, there was Luc, his eyes capturing hers for a moment. One of his long arms stretched along the door frame, while his other hand rested casually on his waist. She swallowed hard, and realized how dry her throat was.
    “Good evening, Penelope.” Luc’s heavily accented voice rolled off of her, making her shiver.
    “Luc? I expected you to meet me at the restaurant.” Penny’s eyes did a quick inventory on him. His dark blue suit molded his large and athletic body. The black shirt enhanced his olive skin. The slick texture of his hair gave his recent shower away. Thoughts of a lucky bar soap traveling up and down his water soaked body didn’t bring her any consolation. Instead, it stung her with both want and repulse. Mostly repulse.
    She knew she could never have the man in front of her, because of what lay inside him. What he had done. What he could do.
    Hell, if he had broken her heart when he’d been a hotel manager, how about now, as a self-made tycoon billionaire? With dozens of women willing to please him any way imaginable? Any. Way. Imaginable. She squared her shoulders.
    “Change of plans.” He leaned inside, and his gaze roamed through the apartment before she could do anything about it. “Had a hard time deciding what to wear, I see.” His lips curled into a slow smile.
    “I’m remodeling my closet. Stuff is everywhere.” She stepped forward and signaled for him to get out of her doorway. “You didn’t have to come get me.”
    She feared her face would brush his hard chest. For one moment, it almost did. He took his time stepping back from her, sending a clear message that he did things his way.
    “I wanted to stretch my legs.”
    Stretch those long legs…
    She locked the door behind her and slid the key into her clutch. She rushed forward trying not to think about his legs or inebriating scent. Out of the few boyfriends she had after him, none of them had that signature skin fragrance. Woodsy notes blended with a light citrus only added to his natural manly scent. If she sniffed close enough, she’d get her senses filled with him. The last thing she needed.
    She allowed her eyes to meet his for a moment. Under the dim lighting of her apartment building, his eyes almost seemed the same color.
    Which they were not, of course. They were very different, just like she was from him.
    They settled into quietude as they walked past the front garden, the sight of Luc on her territory invasive and unwelcome. Not because he probably lived in a much nicer place, or had several of them spread throughout the world, but because in a short period of time, Luc already knew too much about her situation.
    Crickets chirped. They finally reached the company car, which turned out to be a white stretch limousine parked on the curb. Well, of course .
    “Do all employees ride in this one?” The lightness in her voice hid the rumbling of her body. The driver greeted her, but before he could open the door for her, Luc did it himself. With a nod, the uniform clad man returned to his seat in the front.
    “Only the ones who get to ride with me.” His smile didn’t reach his eyes.
    “Well, aren’t you special?” said a rasping male voice behind them.
    Shock flew through her