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jock. Jacob’s much more…I don’t know. Provocative. Evocative. I can’t explain it. You tell me.”
    “Tell you what? That he drives me totally insane?”
    “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” Chloe spoke with the authority of a woman having been there. “Remember Macy’s scavenger hunt? When Eric and I first hooked up? It’s amazing the man lived to learn a single thing about me.”
    “Speaking of the scavenger hunt, I really ought to give Jess Morgan a call,” Melanie said, changing the subject like the avoidance pro she’d never realized she was. “I can’t remember the last time I saw him.”
    “Right.” Chloe’s huffy inflection screamed, Wrong. “Listen, Jess is a doll. But you’ve never been hosed up with nothing to say when he’s been in the room the way you were just now with Jacob.”
    “What’re you talking about? You’re the one who interrupted our conversation.”
    “Uh-huh. You couldn’t find your tongue, and I think Jacob’s the cat who had it.”
    Melanie shoved Chloe out into the hallway. “You’re as cornball as he is.”
    “I knew it!” Chloe laughed. “He gave you that look, didn’t he? That one where his eyes get all dark and your panties melt.”
    Melanie shifted from one foot to the other. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “You are such a liar. And you’ve obviously forgotten that I knew him way back when. In high school? Half the fun of hanging out with Rennie was getting to see her sexy big brother. Jacob Faulkner is still as sexy as it gets.” Chloe’s grin reached newprurient depths. “Maybe you’ll get lucky and find out if he’s as big as rumor had it.”
    “Oh, honestly.” Ignoring Chloe’s snicker, Melanie dropped the subject and headed for the conference room at a brisk walk.
    She might as well look no-nonsense and eager to get to the meeting because, after that rumor remark? Her mind was destined to stay in the gutter.

3
    H E WAS SO GOING TO PAY for this! Oh, but he was going to pay! Did he really think two couldn’t play his stupid video game?
    And why had she thought she needed to rush home and watch his little film production, anyway? She hadn’t even taken time to work out or shower or eat or unwind with a beer and The Simpsons.
    Nope, she’d walked through her front door, tossed her keys and tote onto the table in the entryway and headed straight for the entertainment center and the VCR. Big mistake. That had been an hour ago and still she was fuming.
    And so what if she was? She damn well deserved to fume considering she’d wasted twenty good minutes of her very short evening viewing Jacob’s collection of outtakes from the day of Lauren and Anton’s wedding.
    The sneaky bastard.
    He’d taken every incident where she’d lost her cool, lost her head, lost all semblance of professionalism, and made himself the perfect little movie short of a shrew needing to be tamed.
    Like she really needed the up-close, live-action and full-color keepsake of her behavior that day.
    Uh, no. She didn’t, and would’ve been quite happy to live her life without the reminder, thank you verymuch. No wonder he’d laughed in her face this morning when she’d claimed to be self-disciplined.
    And now, with this latest stunt, Jacob had guaranteed their relationship would never again be strictly business. Because not only had his video compilation reminded her of their disastrous work-related interaction, he’d caught her off guard with the way he’d managed to digitally capture the lust she’d felt in places other than her heart.
    Even while her taped image had complained about the way Jacob had decided to set up his cameras, her eyes had been flashing and brightly focused, her body language signaling her awareness of the attraction simmering between them. An attraction as real as anything in her experience.
    An attraction she wished she could toss into the Dumpster with the rest of her trash because, now that he’d be working with