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she’d messed up the little waves Gracie had helped put in. She found a pot in the kitchen and tried to use it as a reflective surface to get the hairs back into place, but she was a mess. Calm down, she urged herself as she fought back tears of frustration. The man had been an obvious pig, but she still felt a silly little twist in her stomach when she thought about his eyes. He hadn’t been a pig there. Not once had they wandered to her breasts or had they shown contempt. In fact, she could have sworn he might have been teasing her at the end of their odd conversation, but she’d taken it seriously.
    “I’m sorry, but I have to clean that,” a willowy man apologized while he took the pot from her view and plopped it into a large, stainless steel sink.
    “There you are. I thought I’d never find you in this maze,” a familiar voice whispered near her ear. Scarlet stood abruptly and felt mortified when her backside slammed into his front.
    “What, come back to tell me about the horns atop my head, too?” she didn’t try to keep the sarcasm from her voice.
    “No,” Sebastian tried to sound apologetic. “I came back to apologize for my rash behavior and wondered if we could talk somewhere not so crowded? Believe it or not, I’m not into being surrounded by hundreds of people.”
    “It’s not even two hundred people, so it’s not hundreds,” she corrected. He looked embarrassed about her rebuttal so she tried to lighten it, wondering why she cared. “But I know how you feel. We can go upstairs,” she put up her hand as soon as the light in his eyes shimmered.  “Clothes will stay on and I certainly hope you learned your lesson about speaking to me like I’m some sort of demon from hell.”
    “I think I have.” She had eyed him suspiciously before she turned to lead him up a flight of stairs that led to the second story from the kitchen. It led to a second story kitchen with the same equipment, but there wasn’t anyone using it. The facility she’d rented out was used to housing thousands of people, so a little over a hundred didn’t warrant a double staff.
    Sebastian closed the door behind him gently and fought the urge to lock it. There weren’t going to be any compromising positions, so the two of them getting caught alone wouldn’t be as bad as he wanted it to be. “Now that I have you alone, I think I should dirty my knees a little to beg for your forgiveness,” he felt a smile coming on when he saw her lip twitch. “I was rude and obnoxious downstairs because I’m not used to talking to women with a refined sensibility-”
    “Oh, don’t give me that crap. I don’t have a refined sensibility. You’re just not used to talking to women who aren’t used to being paid for sex, right?” He wanted to deny her assumption, but he had to think about it. He didn’t outright pay the women, but they did get gifts and dinner. That might actually be against the law; although, he was sure the women he slept with had some feelings for him. He could be likable when he wanted to be.
    “You might have a point,” he admitted almost unwillingly. “Besides that, I had no right to talk to you the way I did. I did so because I was nervous. I’m not used to women who don’t throw themselves at me, and I was wondering if I could have a second chance? I know you sort of like me, I can see it in your eyes, Scarlet,” he said her name like a caress and she seemed to be falling right into it.
    “You’re cute, Sebastian, but when a cute puppy pees on my rug, I’m still mad.” She let out a sigh that made him lose all hope of ever seeing her again. “But,” she waited until he looked up, “I still like puppies and I still let them into my condo. So, if you’re asking for another dance, I suppose you could have one.”
    Scarlet didn’t want to let him know just how much his smile affected her. She allowed a tiny, crooked grin to break through, but that was all. Sebastian approached her with his hand