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tailored shirt were linked together with
gold cufflinks, matching the tie clip attached to the silk pinstriped black
tie. His pitch-black hair was neatly cut, shiny, and straight.  She fought the
urge to touch her lip to make sure she was not drooling.  She tore her eyes
away when he suddenly caught her staring.
    “Are you okay, Ms. James?  I realize the office is a tad
warm.  I’ve called maintenance to check on the air conditioning.”
    She blinked giving a feeble attempt at a smile. “Yes, it is
warm in here but I’m okay.”
    “Remove your jacket and get comfortable.  I don’t mind,” he
said leaning back in his chair.  Her removing the jacket would not only be for
her benefit but him, as well.  He wanted to get a better look at the stunning
woman sitting across from him.
    Taylor wiggled from the jacket and spread it across her lap.
Her ample breasts were firm and shapely and filled the top part of the dress
nicely.  The pearl necklace she wore stopped at the scooped neckline of the
dress that didn’t give any cleavage.
    “Much better,” she said wiggling her shoulders.  “Do you
have any questions for me?”
    His probing stare returned. “Yes, I do but my questions may
be deemed inappropriate and I probably should not ask.”
    “You can ask me anything within reason.”
    “Okay.  I will ask then.  Is there a Mr. James in the
picture?”
    Taylor searched his fingers and did not see a wedding ring,
which meant nothing since men removed them when convenient. She moistened her
lips. “Yes there is.”
    His grin lopped to one side meaning she’d made a score.  “He
is my father,” she said releasing a playful smile.  “I am not married or currently
in a relationship.  I have a busy life with no room for socializing at the
moment.  Are you married with children?”
    He shook his head. “I have never been married and I have no
children, either.”
    “We have one thing in common,” she said dangling her leg
over her knee.  His deep-throaty laugh broke the pause in the conversation.
“Why are you laughing?”
    “You didn’t just want to know if there was a wife lurking in
my house but if there were kids.  Are you against a single man having
children?”
    The overheated office rapidly grew to swelter as the palms
of her hands dampened. “I honestly did not mean for my response to be
discriminating.   There is nothing wrong with a single man with children as
long as he is taking care of business.  Personally, I would not want to deal
with the drama of the other woman, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with
being a single father.”
    He rocked back and forth in the chair. “Nice recovery, Ms.
James….”
    “Taylor.  I don’t stand on formality with my colleagues.”
    “Taylor, it is hot as an inferno in this office and a
beautiful day outside.  Would you like to continue our conversation over
dinner?  I suddenly have a taste for something roasted over an open fire.”
    Her mouth curled into a grin. “I will accept your invitation
but under one condition.”
    “What condition would that be?”
    “I get to choose the restaurant and pay for dinner,” she
said standing up draping her jacket over her arm.
    “I can’t do that.  A true gentleman never lets a lady pay
for a date.”
    She tilted her chin upward. “Well, seeing this is not a date
but a business dinner.  I will pay and write it off as an expense, so make sure
you have plenty of work-related questions to ask me.”
    He stood up taking his suit coat from the chair and slung it
over his shoulder.  “I like how you think, Taylor.  Despues de usted bella
dama,” he recited in Spanish allowing her walk ahead of him.
    Exiting his office, they walked together through the
corridor that led to the external elevators.  Dillon descended the internal
stairwell and saw them.  His face flushed with heat when he noticed where
Mario’s hand rested on Taylor’s body as he ushered her through the door.  He
was bold to