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laying her belly flat on the mattress.
    The hours blurred together. Jenn worked while Ryan kissed her shoulders and back, rubbing those massive hands along her arms.
    After a while, he stopped rubbing. He stretched out to watch her work in silence.
    Some time passed—maybe a few more hours. She had no idea.
    And then it was done.
    “I did it,” she whispered, gaping at her screen.
    Jenn had cracked a quantum encryption. Not just any quantum encryption, but one that stumped even the best engineers at Turner Industries. Her heart pounded as their files decoded one by one.
    “I did it!” Jenn squealed, squirming with delight.
    No response.
    She craned around to look over her shoulder. Ryan had fallen asleep with his head pillowed on his arms. His glasses had slipped halfway down his face.
    Disappointment thrummed through her. As much as she wanted to celebrate, she didn’t want to disturb him.
    She bent down to brush a kiss over his lips. “You owe me,” she murmured.
    And Jenn could think of several ways that she would be willing to take repayment.
    Naked ways.
    She slipped out of bed with the laptop and returned it to her server room.
    A red light was flashing on her firewall.
    Frowning, Jenn plugged her laptop into the USB port and logged in to check the error report.
    Something was sending data from her server to an external location. The timestamp of the transfer was only seconds after she keyed in the commands to back up her decryption algorithm.
    Nausea gripped her as she traced the data link.
    There was a virus on her system. It had grabbed her solution as soon as she finished it, and sent it to a data center—and that IP address block was owned by Turner Industries.
    “How…?” she whispered, gaping at the screen.
    There was no way a virus could have gotten onto her system. Her security was flawless. It would have been loaded locally—probably with a thumb drive.
    But only one person had been in her apartment.
    She locked the door to the server room, donned a shirt and sweatpants out of her hamper, and stormed into the bedroom.
    The slamming door awoke Ryan. He sat up, giving her a bleary-eyed stare.
    “What’s wrong?”
    No point dancing around the subject. “I cracked your quantum encryption. And a virus immediately sent the information to Turner Industries. Can you explain that to me?”
    He paled. “Jenn, it’s complicated.”
    “What’s complicated? That you gave me a virus ? Whose data was that, really? What were you trying to get from me?”
    “Listen—”
    Jenn cut him off with a slash of her hand. She didn’t want to hear it. She had trusted him, and he violated her—body, heart, and digitally.
    “Get out of my apartment,” she said.
    “It’s not what you think.”
    “So you’re saying you didn’t seduce me in order to take advantage of my skills, access my server room, give me a virus, and lie about your motives?”
    He faltered.
    Ryan’s silence was answer enough.
    Resigned, he got out of bed and dressed. Even furious at him, she couldn’t keep from appreciating the cut of his hips and abs as he tugged his shirt over his broad chest. Her clenched fists trembled with fury.
    “I hope it was worth it,” she hissed, biting back tears.
    Ryan reached out to touch her. When she pulled back, he looked so pained that she almost regretted it.
    “Goodbye, Jenn.”

Five
    Goodbye, Jenn . The words haunted her for days.
    Jenn still had a couple days before they expected her back at work, so she stayed in her apartment. Bowser liked having her home. He hopped into her lap every time she was horizontal, purring and kneading his paws against her stomach, and Jenn stroked him absently.
    But it was hard sleeping in the bed she had shared with Ryan without thinking of him, so she showed up at work before anyone else on Thursday morning, hoping a return to routine might cure the sour feeling in her stomach.
    Nothing had changed at her workstation. The pens were still lined up behind her