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close, and when he reached out, placing his fingertips on the counter on either side of me, I gasped again. He leaned in closer, bringing his head next to mine and never once breaking eye contact as he watched me in the mirror.
    “You know, things just ended so abruptly the other night without you ever really giving me your assurance that you wouldn’t see David again.” His voice was taunting, and his expression was easy. “So, I decided to test you—see if you would heed my good advice.” He harrumphed as he shook his head. “Well, I would call this an absolute fucking failure, wouldn’t you?”
    His attention traveled down my body in the mirror, and my skin prickled everywhere his eyes touched. I couldn’t quite figure out where the prickle came from. He smelled good, he looked good, and he studied my eyes with the same intensity he had when he’d spoken with me at the bar. But that had been an act—all of it—and I’d still failed to wrap my head around why he’d done it.
    When the crisp white of his dress shirt brushed the bare skin of my shoulder blades, I jerked as though his body had sent a jolt of heat through me. I inadvertently reached down with both hands, clasping at the countertop, but I didn’t touch the hard granite surface. Instead, my hands touched his. My hands trembled as I started to pull them away, but he fumbled with my fingers, wrapping his hands around mine and pinning them to the countertop.
    “I should go,” I managed to get out.
    The side of his lip pulled up slightly as he looked over my shoulder, and his eyes slowly moved over my body again, the smirk falling from his mouth slowly the more he studied.

Chapter 3
    Keegan
    “DON’T you want me to kiss it? Make it feel better?” I asked her.
    She paused as though dumbfounded. “Make what feel better?”
    I studied her eyes. “All those feelings I hurt the other night.”
    She pulled her hands away from my hold on them, turning and gently pushing me farther away from her. She finally appeared to be coping with the shock of seeing me.
    “You didn’t hurt my feelings,” she said defensively as she reached for the terry cloth robe folded neatly on the nearby shelf.
    “Yes, I did. I intended to. But it doesn’t mean I enjoyed it.”
    She stopped for a moment as she considered that, but after a few seconds, she shook her head and then proceeded to pull the robe on rather brusquely, tying the sash at her waist as though she intended to cut off the circulation to the lower half of her body.
    I watched, making no attempt to stop her. I was standing between her and the door, and while I would never try to keep her there against her will, I wasn’t going to kowtow to her irritation by moving from my position.
    “I want you for the night.” I said it simply, plainly, and as I did, I started unbuttoning my shirt. “And if I’m not mistaken, you’re being compensated for the evening.”
    “And what do you think the chairman would think of that?” She crossed her arms, her tongue pushing into her cheek as though she thought perhaps that comment might just bring me up short.
    “I’m pretty sure he’d be pissed as hell that I’m fucking you on his dime. But I’m also pretty sure I explained to you already that I don’t answer to him.” I pulled the bottom of my dress shirt from my slacks before I started unbuttoning the cuffs. “Using the pussy he seems so attached to right now for my own pleasure would do nothing but make a statement—one I’ve been trying to make with my big-boy words for a while now. I’m starting to understand he’s a stubborn bitch of a man who’s going to require”—I bobbled my head as I finally stripped my shirt off my shoulders—“a bit more persuasion than most.”
    She leaned against the counter behind her, her arms still crossed, but her attention shifted to my pecs for a moment before she swallowed harshly over a lump. Her eyes returned defiantly to mine then, as though she could hide