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night.”
    “A little challenge is good for a man. Makes him work for what he wants.”
    Camryn lifted an eyebrow and sought to change the mood. This was exactly what she didn’t want. Discussions about Booth at the office. “You’ve been reading all that advice we spew in our women’s magazines again, haven’t you?”
    “It’s part of the dating game.”
    “Or maybe it’s just a battle to win the trophy, then move on to the next thing.”
    Keira’s gentle smile faded. “I know Booth’s had a reputation around town as a ladies’ man, but I’ve seen no evidence of that. In fact, I got the sense he was sick of the dating scene and looking for something more substantial.”
    “And I’m quite sure I don’t fit the bill.”
    The words were out before she could stop them, and Camryn could hardly claim surprise when Keira gestured her to the line of chairs along the conference table. “What is that supposed to mean?”
    “Just what I said. Look, K. I’m not the sort of woman Booth Harrison is going to be interested in. He dates models and sexy, adventuring doctors who treat kids in foreign countries. I’m an accountant.”
    “You’re a well-respected, accomplished businesswoman. And you’re gorgeous. And you’re fun and smart. Booth Harrison would be a fool not to go after you.”
    Camryn sighed. How did she explain this?
    She’d spent her life around the sort of women Booth was meant to end up with. Bright, vivid women who commanded a room when they walked into it. People called her when they needed their spreadsheets corrected.
    “I’m not the one.”
    Her older sister hadn’t reached her professional position—nor had she spent thirty-plus years as the oldest sister—for nothing. “The urge to sit here and shake you until you wake up from this dumb line of thought is strong. But since you’re more stubborn than me, I’ll appeal to that brilliant brain of yours and let you chew on this. I can see the way the two of you look at each other. It’s electric.”
    Shock had her nearly sloshing her coffee as her hand shook and Camryn set the mug quickly on the table. “It is not.”
    “Ha. If you’re feeling one-tenth of what I’m seeing then it’s got to be incredible.”
    It was incredible. For her. But it was nothing but a mirage.
    And wasn’t that the whole problem?
    …
    Booth stared at the stack of expenses his admin had left for him and sighed. The downside of being the boss. Everyone else got to manage expenses electronically while he or his father had to do the final sign-off in ink. He’d just dug into the stack when a swift knock at his door gave him a reprieve.
    “Sinclair.” The harried face that greeted him from the door had Booth waving the man in. “What’s the matter?”
    “Our keynote for the sales conference. We’re two weeks away and he had to pull out.”
    Booth thought of the financial writer who’d had three best sellers in as many years. “He’s been committed for a year.”
    “And his wife had their baby two months early and he can’t leave.”
    “Okay.” Booth acknowledged the man’s very real need to decline. “So what’s plan B?”
    Sinclair paced the office, his neon-orange tie and spats a standout under any circumstance, but especially unique in the Financial Journal ’s staid offices. “I don’t have one.”
    “I thought we had three backups.”
    “We did. One has another last-minute engagement she accepted because she thought we didn’t need her. Another just got a new job and isn’t allowed to take on any public speaking engagements for six months, courtesy of his employment contract. And the third is dead.”
    “Oh.” Booth abstractly wondered who’d died but couldn’t conjure their backup list fast enough.
    “Thaddeus Van Wyck. Cable heir. Bit it last week.”
    “Damn.”
    “I know. I’m disappointed.”
    “Likely not as much as he is.”
    Sinclair smiled, his first since walking in. “Good point.”
    “Aside from an