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head, annoyed at herself.
    “No.” Her reply was
no-nonsense and abrupt.
    “But surely you have big
plans for the night? No?” He looked at her curiously. “You don’t
seem to be the sort of girl who would get this dressed up just for
some dinner at Applebees.”
    “Excuse me?” She gasped.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
    He chuckled at her
indignant tone. “Well, most girls like you….”
    “Like me?” Her voice rose.
“What sort of girl am I?”
    “You tell me.” He sidled up
next to her and whispered. “Are you the sort of girl that I could
pay to have dinner with me tonight?”
    “What?” She frowned, and as
realization dawned on her and she figured out what he had just
said, she gasped and pushed him away from her. “How dare you, you
insufferable brute.”
    “Oh, I dare very much so.”
He grinned at her and leaned in towards her face. She felt his
green eyes bore into her, and there was a challenge in their glint.
She felt her lips tremble as she realized just how close he was to
her. She could feel the warmth of his chest against her breasts,
and if she moved one inch forward, their lips would be touching.
“How much for the night?”
    Holly gasped and was about
to reach up and slap him, but he caught her arm before she was able
to. “Or should I say, how much for the weekend?”
    “I’m not a prostitute, you
asshole.” She screeched at him.
    “I never said you were.” He
laughed and moved back from her.
    “And even if I was, what
does that say about you – that you would be willing to hook up with
a hooker?”
    “Do I look like the sort of
man who needs a hooker?” He laughed and ran his hands through his
silky, glistening hair. “I have supermodels on my speed dial and
actresses begging me to take them on dates.”
    “Yeah, right.” Holly faked
a look of disbelief even though she believed what he said. The man
was gorgeous, oozed sex appeal, and was obviously extremely
wealthy. She knew that there were many women who would put up with
him being an ass just to be with him. Even if only for one night.
She would never date a man like him though. He was too cocky, too
rude and arrogant, and he made her blood boil. She tried to ignore
the fact that she was intensely attracted to him and that her body
ached for his touch. She was mad at her body for her betraying her
and finding him attractive. She knew that he was able to see the
perkiness of her nipples and the throbbing in her throat, and she
could feel her face flush red. Damn her body for feeling horny
right now. She knew, of course, that she was only horny because she
hadn’t had sex in ages. It was not because he was irresistible.
Definitely not. He was just an arrogant prick. And no, she didn’t
want to see it either.
    “What’s your name?” He
asked her huskily. She looked up at him to see if she could see
desire in his face, but all she saw was mire. He looked like he was
laughing at her, and she frowned.
    “None of your
business.”
    “I suppose names aren’t
really important in your world, are they, Vixen?” He purred, and
she was about to turn around and give him a taste of her best curse
words when the elevator arrived at the ground floor. She hurried
out as dignified as she could in her high heels and prayed that for
once Lacey would keep her word and would be waiting outside in a
limo with Lewis.
    It was bound to happen; it
was nature’s way of telling Holly that everything could go wrong
would go wrong, and as she tripped on her own feet and went falling
to the ground, Holly closed her eyes and prayed that the ground
would swallow her up.
    “I do believe you’re trying
to get my attention, aren’t you?” His voice mocked her, and she
felt his warm, strong hands helping her up.
    “Why would I want your
attention?” She glared at him and pulled away as she regained her
balance.
    “Maybe because you’re
trying to make a move on me.”
    “You wish.”
    “Would it be so
bad?”
    “Would what be so