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For a erator door for a few moments Cool the fires within The wo How else could she have bewitched hilance and he knew for certain that underneath the figure-hugging black she was s

Hell

And he’d just ement that required her here, in his apartment, for the next two and a half weeks He shook his head at the irony

No This was strictly business If she was going to be working in the dining/living roos—which was the ideal roo those figure-hugging outfits…He’d stay longer at the office and sleep on the futon Maybe he should check into a hotel

Then hoould he keep an eye on her progress?

He needed to set so was probably required first A drink? He erator once rabbed two glasses and headed to the living area

Struck again by the sight of her sensational art against the wall, he slowed to study it once ht the somewhat crazy little waitress was so talented? It would look right at hoht at ho room

So did Didi

She stood facing the s, her hands laced together behind her head The down-lights spangled her contrived riot of hair and he could srance fronore her relaxed pose against Melbourne’s diamond-studded deep velvet panorama as she stretched her body fro her spine after hours of close work

But there was so about the way she moved, as if she listened to some inner rhythm, that had his feet stapled to the floor His blood pounded thickly as his gaze devoured the slim waist and cos…Hoould they feel clamped around his waist?

Dangerous curves

Dangerous thoughts

‘We haven’t ironed out the details of this arrangement,’ she said

Her voice startled hi hiain when she turned to face hiaze too—a mutual awareness, quickly banked If he’d blinked he’d have missed it