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gave him a tight smile, trying to give herself a minute to recoup. “You, too.”
    â€œCan I take your coat?” Garrett stepped behind her and helped her with her coat.
    A shiver raced up her spine when his fingers brushed her back, and the subtle scent that he wore, wafted around her, light as a breeze.
    â€œHave a seat. Make yourself comfortable,” Jason said, indicating a chair at the circular conference table.
    â€œThank you.” Dione slipped her glasses in her purse and sat down, crossing her long legs at the knee.
    Garrett and Jason took the two remaining chairs and tried to keep their eyes off her legs.
    â€œI hope you don’t mind if Jason sits in on the meeting,” Garrett stated more than asked.
    â€œNot at all.” Now she wished she had brought Brenda along. At least between the two of them, one would have been able to pay attention to what was being said and not the timbre of Garrett’s voice or the brilliance of his dimpled smile.
    â€œGood.” He blew out a breath and folded his hands on the table. “I know you probably have a lot of questions about the proposal, so why don’t you start.”
    Now she was in her element. She could focus on what she’d come to say and not how he kept making her stomach jump up and down every time he looked in her direction. She cleared her throat. “Not so much questions,” she began in that low-down voice that shimmied in the air then settled in the center of his belly and vibrated. “More like guidelines.”
    â€œFine. Let’s hear them.”
    Item by item she went down a laundry list of “do nots.”
    â€œThe outside of the building can never be filmed at any time. I have to ensure their privacy and in some instances their safety. None of the girls can be filmed or interviewed without a staff member present and they are not to be asked questions without being advised what they will be beforehand.”
    Minute by minute Garrett was becoming more annoyed. By the time she finished with her litany of what he couldn’t do, he wouldn’t have anything worth filming. Yet even with his anger rising to the surface like molten lava, ready to overflow and scorch everything in its path, he couldn’t help but be fascinated by Dione. He could hear the intelligence, determination and fire in her voice. He could see the intensity and passion flame in her eyes, and feel the strength that radiated from her like an erotic scent, all mixed together in one incredible package.
    So what made a woman like Dione Williams use all her intellect, beauty and strong will to work with a group of loose, moralless girls?
    â€œDoes that about cover everything, Ms. Williams?” Garrett asked when she’d finally concluded.
    Jason shot him a look, knowing that Garrett was ready to bust, which Garrett totally ignored.
    â€œThere won’t be much for us to shoot,” he added.
    She could see his smile was forced, but he couldn’t hide that dimple if he tried. Stay focused, girl. “I’m sure if you’re as skilled as you claim in your proposal you’ll find enough for your film.” She angled her chin in a challenge.
    Hmm. He liked that. She didn’t back down. There was obviously no compromise with this one.
    Garrett leaned forward, his voice dropped to a new low. “Believe me, Ms. Williams, I am as good as I say.”
    She suddenly felt as if a raging furnace door had been opened and she was standing right in front. His comment was purely casual, it was the tone and the swift, dark look in his eyes that rocked her to the core.
    She gave him a cursory smile. “We’ll have to see now, won’t we?” She stood. “May I have that tour now?”
    â€œSure.” He stood up. “Follow me.”
    â€œOh, I’ll just cover things until you get back,” Jason said, giving Garrett a wink on the side. “Nice meeting you, Ms. Williams. Looking