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Lachlan McDermott and Cameron Winters making out in a public park from hitting the news reels and every social media network on the planet. Luc would love to get his hands on Carl Holston for one minute. That’s all it would take him to teach the scumbag photographer a lesson.
    When the van finally stopped, Luc looked up. He’d barely taken notice of where they were going while Cassie drove, and it pained him to admit that if he hadn’t known where Are You Game? was located he wouldn’t have a clue where in Sydney they were. So much for his highly tuned observation skills. He glanced around to discover they weren’t at Cassie’s work but in the driveway of a neat weatherboard house with well-maintained gardens. Turning to ask her where they were, he found she’d already left the vehicle and was halfway to the front door.
    Luc scanned the street as he climbed out, noted the quiet residential area and vaguely recalled Cassie lived in Seaforth. Although she could have driven him anywhere and he wouldn’t have had a clue. Good thing she wasn’t out to do him harm. He chuckled at the thought of Cassandra Moreland being out to do anyone harm. She might be tough as nails and not take shit from anyone, but he knew enough to conclude she wouldn’t hurt one strand of hair on his head. Instinct told him he could trust her and that beneath her prickly shell lay a heart as soft as marshmallow.
    He’d delved into her life on more than one occasion during the years he’d headed up McDermott Security, and while he hadn’t gone so far as to dig up any and all dirt, he did know she was financially secure and didn’t date all that much. Luc grinned. Cassie would be seriously pissed off if he revealed the extent of McDermott Security’s probing into her life. And while he liked riling her up, he wasn’t about to tell her he’d been poking around in her private affairs without her knowledge. He wasn’t a complete masochist. Lengthening his strides, he caught up to her just as she swung the front door open.
    “Sorry about the mess. I haven’t had a chance to do more than breathe these past few weeks,” she apologised as they entered a small living room.
    Luc doubted her place would be all that messy. She didn’t strike him as the type to be careless with her possessions. “Don’t worry about it. I’m sure my place is worse.”
    She turned and looked at him with one eyebrow arched. “I highly doubt that. You’re too in control to allow it.”
    He paused. How she’d pegged him so well when they’d barely gotten acquainted was a mystery. “You’ve got me.” Luc held up his hands in surrender. “I’m a neat freak.”
    Cassie laughed. “More like control freak,” she muttered as she headed farther into the house. “This way,” she called over her shoulder.
    Luc followed, his gaze dropping to admire the sway of her hips as she walked in front of him. Not that he could see all that well. She hadn’t bothered with lights, and yet she made her way through the living room and down the narrow hall with ease. Too busy checking out her arse, he almost stumbled into her when she stopped and pushed a door open.
    “The bed’s made up. And the bathroom is there.” She turned and indicated the door opposite the one she’d opened. “Can I get you anything before we go to bed?”
    Her question brought images of the two of them in bed to mind and his body instantly reacted. He’d been semi-aroused for hours now, and the explicitness of his imagination sent his libido skyrocketing. He moved closer and Cassie’s breath hitched. Leaning over, he brought his mouth next to her ear and blew a stream of air over the delicate shell. She shivered and jerked back, causing Luc to smile and move closer still.
    “I’m good, but seeing as I’m now on the clock is there anything I can do for you before we go to bed?” he murmured as he continued to crowd her against the wall.
    In the dark it was hard to read her expression, but he