He’d been thinking that he didn’t need her help, until her impassioned plea for a chance, and her quiet demand for respect, had triggered something in him. She was easily one of the sexiest women he’d ever met. But her personality kept continually surprising him. She obviously had integrity to go with that razor-sharp smile and savvy. She certainly deserved more than she was going to get out of this deal. He sat next to her in the plush, obviously newly redecorated lobby. She looked cool, calm and collected, with a plum suit and a brilliant white shirt. She looked both professional and feminine, alluring and competent. She looked back at him, caught him staring, smiled. “Remember…this one’s all mine.” He nodded. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.” Of course, he knew something she didn’t. She didn’t have a chance today. And after today, she’d be out of his hair, and more than likely out of his life. Finally he’d be able to focus on saving his quickly failing business…rather than focusing on the brilliant, beautiful, gutsy woman, who was starting to haunt his dreams and fantasies with an intensity bordering on obsession.
