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and hummed as it began to move again.
    Erik stared down at Kim and slowly took his hands away when she turned to face him.
    Her wide-eyed stunned expression did nothing to alleviate the guilt he felt over his actions. He'd been so giddy with touching her, lost in their stolen intimate moment, that he'd forgotten himself and where they were. This wasn't their dreams. This was the real world and if he screwed up here, he could lose her forever.
    He stepped back, giving her a little room as she buttoned her shirt again and looked everywhere but at him. He wanted to say something, but didn't have the right words. She toyed with her jacket, smoothing it in the same way she'd toyed with her shirt cuff yesterday. He wished he knew what she was thinking. All he wanted was a sign that he hadn't cocked things up.
    The trouble was, she was so tempting right now, and his instincts were making him act rashly.
    That and his brother.
    He wanted to growl when he thought about the way Alistair had openly flirted with her. Alistair knew. If he tried, he'd be able to sense it as clearly as himself. Kim was his.
    His and only his.
    The lift stopped and the doors jerked open.
    He watched Kim walk out and then sighed as he followed her. He had to think of a way to make things right between them again. Cursing his brother for making him act the way he had, he followed Kim up a narrow flight of stairs and then out onto the roof.
    Cool air bathed him, carrying away some of his tension. He closed his eyes to make the most of the feeling. It was such relief after the closeness of the lift. He gave a brief glance at Kim and then paced along the length of the roof. The whole of London was laid out before him, shimmering in the heat. The sun beat down, warming his back as he walked. He didn't know why he'd asked for a place to smoke.
    He didn't smoke.
    His brother had driven him crazy by daring to talk to Kim and he'd felt compelled to get her away from him. Smoking seemed like the most sensible excuse. He didn't think that turning to the room and announcing that he'd like to spend some time alone with his mate would have been well received.
    He looked across the roof at her. She was standing still with her back to him, the breeze blowing her hair around and making her clothes dance. He wondered what she was looking at and walked towards her. Keeping his distance, he stared at the spot she was. It was the BT Tower.
    She looked over her shoulder at him, her expression still a little shocked and confused. Her mouth opened a few times, but she said nothing. Maybe she didn't know what to say either.
    Giving her a little space, he paced along the length of the roof again, trying to clear his head and find a way of apologising to her and fixing things.
    He drew a deep breath and sighed it out as he walked back towards her. She'd moved closer to the edge and was looking down at the street below. He glanced there, seeing the red buses and black taxis fighting for dominance. The people looked tiny. A police car sped by, its sirens cutting the stifling heat and rising up to them.
    “Come away from the edge, Kim,” he said and she looked over at him. “It unnerves me.”
    She moved away and then frowned. She looked back at the edge and then down at her feet. He knew her thoughts now. She'd obeyed without even thinking about it. Everything was probably so confusing for her right now.
    “I'm sorry about how I acted. I overstepped the mark,” he started and then ran his hand over his hair. The hair at the nape of his neck was soaked again. She wasn't the only one who had been getting too hot in the lift. She gave him a look that said he had her attention. “I'm not normally like that with women.”
    Her attention returned to the city.
    “I'd like to know what you're normally like then, Erik.” She perfectly echoed his words to her yesterday. He was surprised that she'd remembered them.
    “More professional,” he said with a smile.
    She looked over at him