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impression you have some problems with him.”
    “I do.”
    That was a short answer. Much too brief. I would have liked
to ask more, but his expression said, don’t go there . After this conversation,
I really wanted to know more. Especially why they shared women if they didn’t
get along so well, but I let it drop for now. “Your presentation was wonderful,”
I said, hoping it would perk up his mood a bit.
    “Thank you.”
    “You’re a very dynamic speaker. I guess I shouldn’t have
been surprised, but I was.”
    “I’ve done a few of these things. It’s not such a big deal.”
    “Says you. I would’ve been stuttering and stammering if it
had been me.”
    “Then I’ll give you a few pointers when the time comes.”
    “I have no intention of giving a presentation anytime soon,
though I do appreciate the offer.”
    “You never know…” He gave me a lopsided grin that had me
second guessing his meaning. Did he know I’d lost my job? Was he thinking of
offering me a position with his company? I decided not to ask.
    “Come here. I want to talk about something.” He pulled me
onto his lap so I was facing him, my bent legs straddling his hips. He skimmed
a hand up my thigh. “I heard about what you said to Alexis.”
    “That’s her name, huh?  Suits her. But--”
    “I’m proud of you, Bristol.”
    I blinked. “You are?”
    “Very.”
    “But isn’t she a potential contributor?”
    Looking unconcerned, he shrugged. His lips curled into a
smile that hinted at wicked secrets. “She’s too smart to let something like a little insult get between her and a big tax deduction.”
    Returning his smile, I rested my arms on his shoulders. My
fingers tangled in his silky hair. “Do you know what she said about you?”
    “I know exactly what she’s up to. I’d be a fool not to check
out any woman I have a relationship with. I need to know what her motivations
are.”
    Relationship. He’d had a relationship with that
woman. A sick feeling settled in my belly. There was a reason for Alexis to
believe she would be wearing Shane’s ring one day.
    Was that reason over? Had he moved on?
    Did I even have the right to ask him that?
    As if he read my mind, he pinched my chin. “Bristol, what I had with Alexis is over. There’s no one else. I told you that. I wasn’t
lying.”
    No one for now.
    He pulled my chin, coaxing me into a kiss. His lips were
soft, the kiss patient and gentle. His other hand, the one resting on my thigh,
began wandering up, toward my hip. A soft throbbing started beating between my
legs. My tender tissues were resting against the rigid bulge in his pants. And,
with every caress of his lips, that throb grew in intensity. My breaths were
becoming shorter, faster. Little mini gasps. I parted my lips, pulling in air,
and Shane’s tongue swept inside my mouth, filling it with his decadent flavor.
    My moan filled our joined mouths, echoing in my head.
    My tongue tangled with his, and they stroked and stabbed and
explored until we were both tense and breathless. When the kiss ended, I had
two fists full of his hair and was rocking my hips back and forth, grinding
myself against him. And Shane’s eyes were dark, his gaze full of hard male
wanting.
    For some reason, the question, “Did you check me out too?”
slipped out as I squirmed and writhed.
    His hands cupped my buttocks, kneading their softness. “You’re
a special case.”
    I stilled. “What does that mean?”
    “It means…I’m not worried about you trying to manipulate me
for my money.”
    “And that’s a good thing.” Smiling wickedly, I rubbed my
warm tissues against the rigid lump in his pants.
    He growled. It was a sexy sound that made every nerve in my
body tingle. “A very good thing.” Using his hands, which were cupping my
bottom, he stilled me. “You are insatiable.”
    “Only with you.”
    “Which makes me very happy. But you’ll wait.”
    I made a sad face.
    “You’ll be glad you did. I promise.” He