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Olivia.  You have been a great help.  And really, if you have a late night tonight, don’t feel obligated to come in tomorrow.  I think I want to try a day on my own.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “You’re only a phone call away, right?” Anna asked with a smile of her own. 
    “Thanks for understanding.”  Olivia stopped and looked around to make sure that she wasn’t forgetting anything.  “Okay, I’m going to run and please call me tomorrow if you need anything.”  With a quick wave, she ran to the elevator and pushed the down button and waited, pulling her phone out to send a quick text to Tina asking her if she had an extra pair of black heels that she could borrow.
    With the ding of arrival, the doors opened and Olivia distractedly walked into the elevator and right into the solid wall of a male chest.  She looked up and was about to apologize when she realized it was Daniel.  A million thoughts ran through her mind and all of them had to do with the feel of his body pressed up against hers.  Her mouth moved to say something but no sound came out.
    “Done for the day already?” he asked, his tone just as curt as it always was.
    Olivia cleared her throat and forced herself to speak.  “As a matter of fact, I am.  Anna is settling in perfectly and I’ve got a cocktail party to get to.”  She did her best to put some distance between them but Daniel seemed in no hurry to get away.  Olivia reached around him to push the button for the main level.  “I really need to go,” she said weakly, hating the way her body was humming with this close contact.
    Daniel’s eyes skimmed her from head to toe, seemingly caressing her.  He smiled inwardly when he noticed her nipples hardening under his intense gaze.  So she wasn’t as immune to him as she’d like him to believe.  Interesting.  Taking a hesitant step back, he placed his hand on the elevator doors as they were beginning to close to stop them.  “Have a good night, Olivia,” he said, his voice deep and seductive.
    He stepped out of the elevator but stood and stared intently at her as the doors closed.  With a wicked smile on his face, he wasn’t sure if Olivia knew it just yet but she was most definitely going to be seeing a lot more of him.
    Soon.
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    The party was in full swing and Olivia felt exhausted.  It was ten o’clock on a Wednesday night for crying out loud, weren’t these people ready to call it a day?  She sure as hell was!  She did a quick scan of the room and slipped away into the butler’s pantry to catch her breath.
    Her feet ached, her back ached and all she wanted to do was go home and tear her bra off and relax.  She sighed wearily knowing that wasn’t going to happen any time soon and rested her hands on the granite counter top in front of her.  It took only a second for her to realize someone had come in behind her.  She straightened quickly and turned with a smile on her face to ask the guest what they needed and froze.
    No.
    It was impossible.
    Why was he here?
    “Daniel?” she asked wearily. “What are you doing here?”
    “The Taylor’s are good friends of mine and I hadn’t planned on stopping in but it was on my way home and so I thought, why not?”
    Olivia plastered a polite smile on her face and simply nodded.  “That was nice of you.  Now if you’ll excuse me…”
    Daniel blocked the door.  “When you said you had a cocktail party tonight, I assumed you meant one that you were a guest at, not the hired help.”
    She almost smacked him.  That snarky, condescending tone always brought out that reaction from her.  “Yes, well, being that my new business is catering occasions such as this, I’ll be attending many a party in this capacity.  Again, if you’ll excuse me, I have to get back to the guests.”
    He wasn’t going to be swayed.  “Everyone’s fine and having a good time.  The food was wonderful.”  He moved an inch closer and smiled as Olivia had her back up against