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paranormal world that hovered just   beyond the range of the   physical
    senses.   The surge   in power levels   that he detected   were probably nothing
    more than the   result of his   overactive imagination, he   thought. The   same
    imagination that had conjured up the brilliant idea of talking Virginia into
    a marriage-of-convenience. In hindsight, all   he could say   was that it   had
    seemed   like a   good idea   at the time.   Behind him,   Virginia yawned. "We'd
    better get   some   sleep. Mac   Ewert   will   be expecting   us   early   tomorrow
    morning.   He's anxious to get his excavation site cleared so that he can get
    his team back on the job.   He made a big point   of reminding me of how   much
    money he's losing with every day of lost work."
    "You're right. We need some sleep. Don't want to doze off in front of Gage &
    Burch's first client."   Sam turned away   from the window.   "I'll see you   to
    your door."
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    For   a   few seconds,   the   tension in   her eyes   retreated.   She gave   him a
    familiar, laughing   smile,   the   kind   of smile   she   had   bestowed   on   him
    frequently   until he had asked   her to merge her   business with his and file
    for an MC. At the sight of the glowing look, he felt his whole body tighten.
    The   desire he had worked so hard   to conceal for the past two months heated
    his blood. With every passing hour it   was getting harder to quash the   rush
    of   sexual anticipation that   stirred him whenever he   was near Virginia. By
    the time his nonwedding night arrived, he   would be a basket case. What   the
    hell   had he been   thinking? A marriage-of-convenience in   which he slept on
    the third floor while Virginia slept on   the second floor was going to   make
    him   certifiably crazy. She rose from the chair and stretched. "I thought it
    was my turn to see you to your door."
    "Want to flip a coin?"
    "Okay, but this time let's try one of   my mine. I don't trust that one   that
    you   like to use.   It always comes up   heads." She dug a   quarter out of her
    pocket. "Call it."
    "Heads." He moved toward her. She flipped   the coin into the air. He   caught
    it before it struck the polished surface of her desk.
    "Heads,"   he said   without bothering to   look at it.   She wrinkled her nose.
    "You're in luck. I'm too tired to argue."
    At the door of the office, she paused to switch off the lights. He   followed
    her   out   into the   front hall   and   locked up.   Together, they   climbed the
    elaborately carved central staircase to the   second floor and went down   the
    corridor   to the small suite   of rooms she used   as an apartment. She opened
    her door, stepped inside,   and swung around to   face him through the   narrow
    opening.   Her green-and-gold eyes were big and deep in the shadows. He could
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    awareness in his paranormal senses and knew that he was responding to her on
    the   psychic   plane as   well as   on the   physical level.   Sensual psi energy
    shimmered disturbingly in the small space that separated them. Couldn't   she
    sense   it? He wondered.   Was she really oblivious   to the attraction between
    them? The wariness in her eyes made   him uneasy. With each passing day,   she
    appeared   to be   growing more restless.   His fears of   being driven crazy by
    sexual frustration were submerged beneath a new concern: What if she changed
    her   mind? What if she canceled the   MC? Stay focused, he told himself. This
    will work. It had to work.
    "Good night," he said as casually as   he could manage. He forced himself   to
    take   a step back. What he really wanted to do was pick her up and carry her
    through the small living room, straight   into her bedroom. "I'll see you   in
    the morning."
    She hesitated. "Sam?"
    "Yeah?"   He realized that he had stopped