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‘Give me a reason to back off, or I swear I’ll be inside of you before the day is through.’
    Ruby swallowed hard and attempted to marshal her thoughts. ‘I work for your father,’ she said weakly.
    ‘Not good enough.’
    ‘I’ll lose my job.’
    ‘Says who?’
    ‘I don’t know you.’
    ‘Would you like to?’
    ‘Would you let me?’ Finally an objectionshe could follow through on. ‘Can you answer even the most casual of questions honestly?’ ‘I can try.’
    ‘All right. Where were you this time last week? What were you doing? Just the briefest details of your day—that’s all I’m asking for.’
    She saw him shut down. Watched his eyes as he sifted back through time, closing compartments as he went. Not that. Not that. Can’t tell her that; and his reasons for not telling her were his own. He didn’t even offer up an excuse.
    ‘Okay, different question,’ she said. ‘Where will you be in a week’s time? Snapshot that day.’
    But he couldn’t seem to do that either. ‘Most people would be able to answer those questions, Damon,’ she said quietly. ‘But then, you’re not most people, are you? I may have been wrong about you being after my father, but I wasn’t wrong about the rest of it. About the way you keep the details of your life to yourself. About there being so much of you that you cannot, or will not, share. Not with strangers. Not with anyone.’ Finally he swore. One word.
    Not something they’d be doing anytime soon.
    ‘Glad we cleared that up,’ she said carefully, no flirting in her now, just a pitiful and aching need for something that had never been on offer. ‘I need honesty from a lover, Damon. I need to taste the truth in you, even if all we’d be doing is having mindless, no-strings-attached sex. It’s a requirement of mine.’ She dredged up a smile from somewhere.
    ‘Make an exception,’ he cajoled gruffly. ‘For me.’ Nothing like the penetrating gaze of a powerfully persuasive man to make a woman’s mind waver. ‘I hear what you’re saying, Ruby. I swear I will not lie to you. Ever. I’ll just …’
    ‘Not answer,’ she finished for him softly. ‘I know how it works, Damon. And for what it’s worth you tempt me. So much. But what you’re offering … it’s not enough.’
    Damon stayed broodingly silent.
    ‘I should go,’ she said awkwardly, and then as reality intruded, ‘I need to do the birds first.’
    ‘I’ll do them.’
    ‘Thank you.’ Ruby made it to the door and into her shoes before job necessities madeher turn to Damon once more. ‘I’ve arranged to collect Poppy from the airport at three and bring her here.’
    ‘I’ll get her.’
    ‘Lena gets in at six.’
    ‘I’ll get her too.’
    This time Ruby managed to make it through the doorway, shutting the apartment door behind her with a quiet click. She drew a shuddering breath and closed her eyes briefly, before putting one foot determinedly in front of the other as she headed for the lift.
    He wanted too much from her. Too much for too little.
    There was nothing left to say.

CHAPTER FOUR
    H EATSTROKE and insanity. That was what Ruby attributed those scorching kisses to. It was hot. She was insane. Simple.
    Exactly what Damon West was, apart from obsessively secretive, was still open to interpretation.
    Nothing but a memory, she told herself sternly. That was what she needed him to be. A vivid and beautiful memory that a woman could look to every so often. A memory to accompany a wistful sigh, a tiny half-smile and a harmless game of what-if.
    What if he had been that little bit more open with her?
    What if she’d made an exception for him?
    Ruby had the feeling that, in the years to come, quite a nice little fantasy would follow on from those particular thoughts. Some of the pleasure and none of the pain. Bargain.
    But there was no bargain to be had in her encounter with him today. Just heaviness and no small measure of regret.
    With the day split wide-open and no work to