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    Midway through Simmons’s opening remarks, Kat angled her body slightly and pressed her leg against June’s. She kept her attention focused on Simmons, her face calm and interested.
    During the last meeting, June had worn a skirt, but Kat had on slacks. While the touch of her leg had been distracting, it hadn’t been catastrophic. Today, they were both wearing skirts. June cursed the warm weather as she felt an electric impulse surge up her leg where Kat’s bare skin touched hers, ankle to knee. Her brain fizzled out and stopped working completely. So much for making a better showing at this meeting.
    Thankfully, she wasn’t asked to contribute. She was left to suffer through her own private version of torment, to be tempted by a fruit she could never actually taste. She wondered if that was the appeal for Kat, if she got off on the power dynamics of hitting on the one woman in the room who was clearly off limits.
    God knew she wasn’t the only lesbian in the room. There were at least two others, and one self-designated straight girl who had a reputation for experimenting. And, to top it off, they were all single. Still, Kat had singled her out, and as much as June wanted to be left alone, she also didn’t want to share. Kat was intoxicatingly sexy and June luxuriated in her presence.
    The meeting ended with celebrations. Kat agreed to sign the contract but asked for some time for her legal team to review the language contained in it. Simmons brought in two bottles of chilled champagne, and before she could protest, Kat placed a glass in her hands. She cupped her hands around June’s to hold them in place on the glass.
    Kat smiled and said, “I insist.”
    June thought of cheesy lines about Kat trying to get her drunk, but all she said was, “Thank you.” She had to remind herself to drink slowly three different times. When Simmons finished his first glass, she took that as a sign she could down the remaining swallows left in hers.
    “Another?” Kat’s eyes crinkled with encouragement that didn’t quite muster a full smile. She reached for the bottle, but June placed her hand over the top of her glass.
    “No, I have to drive home.”
    Kat eased her hand out of the way and filled the glass anyway. “I’ll give you a ride. I have a driver.”
    “I don’t think my wife would like that very much.”
    “Ah yes, your wife. Ashlyn.” Kat sipped her champagne. Her first glass was still mostly full.
    June tried to recall if she’d mentioned Ash by name the last time she met with Kat. She didn’t think so but couldn’t remember for certain. She pushed the full glass of champagne away, the physical distance to keep her from drinking any more. She was a slight woman. Another glass would affect her judgment, and Kat was doing a pretty good job of that without adding any more alcohol.
    “It’s time for me to excuse myself.” June stood. “My wife is expecting me at home.” She was uncertain if she kept using the term “my wife” for Kat’s benefit or her own.
    “I’ll walk out with you.” Kat rose gracefully and tucked her hand into the crook of June’s arm. “Lead the way.”
    Stunned by the sudden, blatant public contact, June stood immobile. She stared at Kat’s hand on her arm but couldn’t bring herself to speak.
    Kat gave her arm a playful squeeze. “You okay?”
    June blinked and shook her head. When she opened her eyes, Kat was still there, hanging from her arm like she belonged. Rather than cause a scene, she nodded and led Kat out of the room. As before, she stopped at her office before heading to her car. This time, however, she closed the door behind them. She didn’t want to be overheard. Simmons would frown upon the things she needed to say to Katerina.
    As soon as the door clicked shut, she pulled Kat’s hand from her arm and dropped it. “What are you doing?”
    Kat smiled, slow and sexy. She traced a finger along the inside edge of June’s open V-neck, barely brushing