Finally, he said, "I don't want another consultant. I want you." His green eyes were giving her the message he wanted her for more than her public relations expertise. "I don't get involved with my clients, Grey. It's not good business." Never mind that she didn't intend to get involved with anyone. "It was a kiss, Kit. That's all. We're adults. We control what happens to us." And that was exactly the problem. She hadn't controlled what had happened to her in the past. Trent Higgins had slipped by her good sense and the intuition she'd trusted since she was a child with pretty words and promises and hope-building dreams. Grey must have followed the path of her thoughts because he said, "The store's too important to me to jeopardize its future for a..." "Roll in the hay?" she suggested sweetly. He frowned. "If those are the terms you want to use." She sighed. "They're as good as any." She was still too close to Grey.
