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Right A call to his pilot

“Take a few days off,” he told Ted “I’ll be in touch when I need you”

The last call was the most important

He phoned his hotel, a tower of glass that overlooked Central Park He liked the place; it was e knew him well; he took the same suite whenever he was in town

Now he told him that he’d want the suite for another week, and he added a few important instructions

“I’ll attend to it at once, Mr Wilde,” the man said Caleb could almost hear the smile in his voice

He glanced at his watch He could get back to Caldwell …

“Caleb?”

Sage’s voice was soft

Caleb sprang to his feet, turned toward the bedroom—and felt his throat constrict

She’d changed into a dress and sandals The dress was a shade of blue that ca that wasn’t the sky ever could It was simple—thin straps, a full skirt that skih heels and an aam of straps He’d have said their color was tan but he knew enough about woht name was far more fanciful

Her hair was pulled back, sort of knotted on top of her head, and his hands itched to go to her, undo that knot, undo what looked like half a dozen buttons and leave her in just those sexy shoes and whatever she had on under the dress …

“What?” she said with a puzzled smile

What, indeed

“You’re so beautiful you h voice as he drew her into his arms