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There was no hint of warning or sound to indicate she wasn’t alone, so when an internal door in the office opened and light suddenly flooded the room, Nessa only had tiure filling the doorway

It registered faintly in her head that the ht to have been wary of coly gorgeous and inti so when her brother-in-laas Sheikh Nadim Al-Saqr of Merkazad, as alpha male and masculine as they came

Luc Barbier was dressed all in black, jeans and a long-sleeved top, which only seey His eyes were deep-set and so dark they looked like fathomless pools Totally unreadable

He held up a slim silver laptop and Nessa looked at it stupidly

‘I take it this is what you came here for?’

His voice was low and gravelly and sexily accented, and that finally sent reality sla back into Nessa like a shot of adrenalin to her heart She did the only thing she could do—she pivoted on her feet and ran back to the door she’d just coe burly security guard standing on the other side with a sour expression on his face

The voice caain, this time with an un anywhere’

When she didn’t uard reached past her to pull the door closed, effectively shutting her in with Luc Barbier Who patently wasn’t in France

With the utmost reluctance she turned around to face hi black tracksuit botto black fleece with her hair tucked up under a dark baseball cap She uilty as sin

Luc Barbier had closed the other door The laptop was on a desk near hi there, ars spread wide as if to be ready for when she bolted again

He asked, ‘So, who are you?’

Nessa’s heart thwacked hard She kept her aze so the cap would hide her face

He sighed audibly ‘We can do this the hard way, or the harder way I can have the police here within ten minutes and you can tell the on et this, don’t we?’ He tapped the laptop with long fingers where it sat on the desk ‘You’re obviously working for Paddy O’Sullivan’

Nessa barely heard the last phrase Totally ridiculously, all she could see and raceful Capable hands Sexy hands The quiver in her belly beca

Silence lengthened between the curse in French and picked up the laptop,towards the door He was al the Irish Gardaí would be even more of a disaster The fact that Barbier hadn’t called the of this situation could be salvaged

‘Wait!’ Her voice sounded very high in the silence

He stopped at the door, his back to her It was al as his front He slowly turned around ‘What did you say?’

Nessa tried to cal heart She was afraid to look up toothe lip of her cap to keep herself hidden as much as possible

‘I said wait Please’ She winced As if a nicety like please would go over well in this situation

There was irl?’