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granddad’s clients, and only a bitch would throw his apology in his face, especially after what she’d done, she slipped her fingers into his massive grip.
    An electrical tingle of awareness slid through her. Whatever his faults, she certainly couldn’t deny her attraction to him.
    “I’m Kira.”
    “Kira.” The way he rolled the syllables of her name sent a tingle through her. Good thing he didn’t host late night radio. There’d be a lot of tired women in the morning. “Well, Kira, now that we’ve been properly introduced, would you cut my hair? Please. ”
    Oh dear god, the way he said it. She almost leaned against the door for support. Her attraction to him was truly insane. But it wasn’t his fault. She obviously had a problem.
    I wonder if there’s a pill I can take to prevent attraction to the wrong kind of guys.
    “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
    “But I need you to do it.” Purred softly. He inched closer, and all her attention was taken by him, the towering height and breadth of him, a big man just the way she liked. His eyes were focused on her, intent, not afraid to meet her gaze, which was ridiculously sexy.
    She wanted to press herself against him and soften the hard line of his lips, taste the teasing smile lurking at its corners.
    How could she hope to cut his hair when all she wanted to do was run her hands over him?
    She needed chaperones to keep her in line. “If you come back in about an hour when we open, I’ll get you all fixed up.”
    “An hour? I don’t suppose you could fit me in earlier somehow. I’ve got a business meeting this morning, and I’d really rather not go looking like this.”
    Amber eyes begged her. She hesitated. Those eyes were way too seductive. She wished she could look away. Not give in.
    But…
    Technically, she could cut his hair now. She had the key to the shop. The only problem was no one else had arrived yet.
    Did she dare let him in and cut his hair, alone? In other words, did she trust herself with him?
    Am I seriously being such a coward? She really needed to take back some control over her hormones. She wasn’t some giddy teenager who fawned over a boy. She was a woman, who knew how to handle herself with the opposite sex. She was also very well acquainted with the word ‘no’.
    She could resist his charm, and besides, it wouldn’t be as if she would be alone with the big guy for long. Her uncle would meander in shortly, not to mention there were wide plate glass windows and people passing on the sidewalk.
    Witnesses in case her hands thought to betray her again.
    But what of her safety? Perhaps the flirting was a ruse. Perhaps his whole apology was to get her to lay down her guard.
    While they spoke, the sidewalks had begun to fill up as people started their day.
    If the big guy meant her ill, there would be witnesses.
    However, glancing at his expression, which bore smoldering interest but none of the fury she recalled, she didn’t get the impression he wanted to hurt her. At least not in painful ways. On the contrary, the hand that held hers, which he hadn’t yet relinquished, stroked a thumb over her skin.
    Do it.
    Don’t do it .
    Her mind was split, but there was really only one choice. Kira wasn’t one to usually pussy out. The man had swallowed his pride and apologized. The least she could do was help him out.
    “Come in and I’ll see what I can do.” And by that, she meant do his hair, not do him.
    Why did her spirits deflate at the thought?
    He finally relinquished her hand, only to rub his thumb across her cheek. “Thank you. I appreciate this.”
    Ack. No, not the dimple . If she’d not caved before, she would have now as he unleashed the most devilish smile of thanks.
    She forced herself to turn away. With shaking hands, she used the key and let them into the shop.
    As she bustled around flicking on the lights, turning the sign to open, and pulling her hair items from the sanitized bag they were placed in by the