But she’d never had to deal with anyone as hard-headed, self-absorbed and insensitive as Nick Delisantro before. And there was a fine line between being diplomatic and being a doormat.And whatever he might believe her role here to be, it wasn’t as his doormat… Or as his personal punching bag.‘I want a word with you,’ she announced as she stepped onto the thick silk carpeting, and took in the palatial splendour of the master bedroom, which was even bigger than her own suite next door. He stood by the large casement window, with his back to her and his hands dug into the rear pockets of his jeans.He twisted round, but didn’t say anything.She wrapped her arms round her waist, her temper stuttering slightly under that intimidating gaze. The piercing look in his eyes had little tingles of electricity sizzling across her skin. ‘You totally undermined my credibility, my professional integrity and my position here as a representative of Roots Registry by insisting we be roomed together.’He turned fully towards her.
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