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confirmed that she took good care of herself and possibly even worked out. Her almond-shaped bright blue eyes were outlined by long, thick, black lashes and twinkled every time she made another demand. He didn’t have to guess that she enjoyed being the one in charge. No, he was starting to understand her type. Demanding almost to a fault; calculating and wanting to get her way. Granted, it was for his protection, but he could just imagine how she would be when he showed up with her on his arm to one of the benefits. He instantly knew they were going to have issues. 
    She stopped pacing and listened intently , all the while chewing on her bottom lip. She mumbled yes a few times, then grumbled, “I’m here for the duration.”
    She shook her head as though Marco could see her. “I know, but it has to be done if we want to deal with his situation thoroughly and efficiently.” She stiffened , turned her back to him, and lowered her voice. “I know he isn’t going to like it. Have Lexi explain it to him. He’s just going to have to deal with it.”
    Ending the call , she turned around and lifted the coffee cup to her lips and sipped. “Thanks for the coffee.”
    Boyfriend? Fiancé’? Or was she talking about her husband like that? He opened his mouth to reply and snapped it closed. He nodded, spun on his heel and stormed out of the guest house. It wasn’t the politest thing to do but, he was afraid if he said what was really bothering him, that she might just up and quit. She hurried up behind him as he rounded the pool and grabbed his arm before he could escape the confusing woman who made him rock hard and equally frustrated.
    “What’s wrong?”
    He lowered his head and took a deep breath before his gaze met hers. “Marco never said one way or the other if you were single, only that you were his choice for my situation. It never even dawned on me that you might be in a relationship.”
    Her lips thinned in irritation; her stance turned guarded. “Why would it matter? I’m here for appearances, not the real thing.”
    “Either way you look at it doll, how do you think it’s going to reflect on me, or yourself for that matter, that my girlfriend is in another relationship. Cause let’s face it….the press wouldn’t have to dig too far to find out the truth if there were a marriage certificate.”
    Oh , he’d pressed her button all right. Not only did Sara like to be in charge, but she didn’t like anyone questioning her judgment to work his case. His jaw twitched as he threw caution to the wind and just blurted out what was really on his mind. “Don’t you think you would be a little jealous seeing your boyfriend hugged up all over another woman in magazines and newspaper articles, even if he claimed nothing was going on and it was just for work?”
    She threw her head back and laughed; and was that a snort he ’d just heard? He crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes. When she came up for air, she covered her mouth. “Sorry, but you never struck me as the jealous type.” She cleared her throat and tried unsuccessfully to mask the smile still on her lips. “I’m single, as in not dating, as in…no one to get jealous.”
    He pointed to the pool house. “But I heard you say…”
    She nodded slowly, as if just catching on to what he meant.
    “I wanted Lexi to explain what was going on to my father, not a boyfriend , and definitely not a husband. It’s only a matter of time before my dad sees pictures of us together and, trust me when I tell you, you don’t want him on your ass.”
    “Why ? Who’s your dad?”
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    Okay, so maybe it wasn’t professional to laugh in her client’s face, but damn, he was funny. Sara tried to cover up the humor she felt at his statement and failed miserably. “Assistant Deputy Director of the FBI.” She shrugged. “You know how it can be with overprotective fathers.”
    She watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. Yep, he was getting the