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decade, people ate, drank, enjoyed themselves, and began leaving. The time had whizzed by in a flash, but in this moment there was a feeling of comfort.
    When the hotel staff began appearing to clean up, they took the hint and Shawn walked her to her car.
    “I’ll pick you up around four. Thanks for agreeing to go.”
    “No problem.” She fumbled for the key fob in her purse and unlocked the doors.
    He pulled the door open for her. “Drive safe.”
    His eyes seem to travel up the length of her leg as she got into the driver seat. She probably should have worn stockings with this short of a dress anyway.
    “Goodbye, Shawn.”
    “Goodnight, Alexia.”
    The way he said her real name brought tingles up her spine. Warmth rushed to her cheeks and she turned to avoid his direct stare. The same man who could make her at ease with his smooth talk could also turn up the heat with one stare.
    “What have I gotten myself into?” she whispered as she drove off.

Chapter Three
    Shawn took the elevator of the high rise condominium up to the sixteenth floor. Though relaxing, the elevator music playing through the speakers above reminded him of a carousel. He dragged his palms down the sides of his pants for the fifth time. As the numbers ticked by on the display, his attempt to hide his nervousness proved futile.
    Why in the heck was he so nervous? He’d been on dates before. It had been years since they’d seen each other, but Alexia was barely a stranger to him. Yet, all day he couldn’t keep his mind off her and yearned for the intellect and conversation she offered last night.
    Just before the elevator doors opened, Shawn glanced at his reflection in the shiny metal and tugged at his tie once more. Dragging his hand across his freshly shaven face, he suddenly wished he’d left the day old stubble intact. It made him look older and wiser, according to other women he’d dated in the past. He shook his head to rid himself of the women of his past and made his entrance onto Alexia’s floor.
    Taking the cues from the directional signs posted on the wall just outside the elevator, he walked down the corridor to Alexia’s condo. As he rapped on the door, his heart sped up once again. He felt like he was meeting a business prospect on his very first assignment. That’d been years and years ago. He wasn’t a rookie anymore. Now he had the knowledge and confidence to know that what he offered was what the client needed. In his business, there was no room for error. He aimed to please every client to secure their future business.
    Shawn had learned long ago that women weren’t like a business. You couldn’t run them like one. They were a whole different ball game. Each was unique…different. They came with their own positives, and unfortunately, with negatives as well. Some stressed him out more than one sixty hour work week. So, it surprised him last night when he became completely at ease with Alexia Reilly.
    Just as he thought to knock a second time, she opened the door. The refreshing sight and scent of her greeted him all at once.
    She grinned. “Hi.”
    Her brown eyes sparkled as she took him in. He loved the way she wore her makeup. He couldn’t even tell if she had any on. Her natural beauty shined through and nearly took his breath away. Instead of the pinned up in curls that she wore at the reunion, her hair fell straight to her bare shoulders.
    The ruby metallic one-shoulder dress clung to her curves like butter to bread, and he almost pinched himself for standing there like an idiot. She smelled of cucumbers and lemons. There was no other way to describe it. It was the same fusion of scents that he’d reminisced on the whole day. Could it have actually been her perfumes that calmed him or was it that mesmerizing voice of hers?
    “Ummmm…am I too formal or what?” She held up her hands, palms up. “I can change into some—”
    “No, no. Don’t change.” He took a step back and took the chance to admire her