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Lately he’d felt perpetually exhausted, but if he’d had the energy he’d have got up and yanked her mobile from her ear and torn her a new one Which he intended to do when she finished cooing into her mobile

Her words rattled around his brain You will lose most of your market

Hell, he was losing St Sylve It was failing Not his fault or his failure, because failure wasn’t what he did—well, it wasn’t what he’d been allowed to do Sport? He’d excelled at e job offers had translated into his being able to set up his own coest venture capitalists in the country Marriage? Okay, he’d dropped the ball on that one, but in a couple of weeks the divorce would be through and he’d be rid of the credit-card- digesting monster he’d married

Now, if he could get this other creature out of his office without strangling her, he’d consider himself a saint

Jess snapped herand looked at hiant little witch

Sexy, though

Luke’s boots dropped from the corner of his desk to the floor and he stood up slowly, knowing that his face displayed none of his anger As a child, living with his volatile, de father—his mother had died when he was three—he’d learnt early that showing eainst him, so he’d perfected his stoic mask

He watched her through half-closed lids She looked relaxed, leaning back in the chair, a s the corners of her very sexy mouth upwards Give her a couple of years and she’d be hell on wheelsif she could keep her cocky opinions to herself

‘Interesting perspective,’ Luke said er to silence her ‘If I cared’

Mouth open but no words e his hands on his desk, he leaned forith a gesture that wasand finally allowed her to see his fury He felt inally appeased when her eyes widened and she bit her bottom lip