Harry stepped toward the box attached to the wall, and she moved out of his way for easy access. Luc, on the other hand, didn’t move an inch. “Did you touch that box?” Luc asked her, frustration leaked into his voice Harry turned on the small switch in the middle of the box, and suddenly all lights were on. She glanced around. Two other men besides Harry and Luc stood in the security room, no doubt drawing their own conclusions. “This is the electricity switch for the entire outdoor area. You must have turned it off by accident.” Harry smiled, but something told her it was way too early for smiling. This was no ha-ha situation, she realized as her eyes scanned the room, and she tried to wipe the sweat off her forehead. Inevitably, she ended up staring at Luc, with his hair messed up, the evidence of her fingers running through it. The top buttons of his collar were open, and his pants creased. One didn’t have to be a genius to understand what had happened. The same beeping sound from earlier pulled her from her thoughts, and within a second, Brad entered the room, relief evident in his eyes.
