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Had I needed to focus on the budget or selecting employees from the first round of interviews, I would have been screwed I couldn’t keepto Dane and whatever he had planned for the evening

Well I had a fairly good idea of the latter He’d told me to pack clothes, after all

I left the office at five and, once hoht heby way of sleepwear, though I suspected it was a clothing-optional sort of evening I packed yoga pants and a tank top Added all the necessities for doing rabbed a black suit and a white buttoned shirt from the closet I was ready when Amano knocked on the door

Thankfully, he was the silent, alert type who didn’t bother with srasp that was perfectly acceptable to e beyond the polite, “Good evening, Miss DeMille”

We wound our way up the very breathtaking Oak Creek Canyon, a dark setting because of overhanging trees and a cloudy night sky Several back roads later—I would never actually be able to find this place on ate to open and then pulled alongside a glass-and-wood-enclosed house on the creek There wasn’t a neighbor within twowater ainst one another, the s, and the detached garage

Dane stepped through the double doors and tookThank you”

Amano turned my way “Take care”

“You, too”

Dane usheredin the clouds and candles in tall hurricane lamps

“That’s some dress,” he said as his arht kisses along my throat that made me melt

“I wasn’t sure what to expect You weren’t very specific”

“That’s because all I could think about was you naked”

I resisted the urge to turn in his arh that desire wasn’t easily dismissed

I said, “You do intend to feed ht?”

“Greek salad with chilled prawns already prepared Chef D’Angelo says it’s your favorite”