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Scotch in one hand while twirling her sunglasses in the other, and she
nodded her head in ostensible approval of what she saw.
    Jack
casually trailed behind her, entertained by her little display. “How did you
know I would be here, anyway?”
    “You
resigned from Benson Kohler, didn’t you?”
    Jack
raised an eyebrow. “Yes.”
    “You’ve
been meeting with a lot of people, but you still haven’t found the opportunity
you’re looking for, right?”
    “Yes.
How do you know so much about me, anyway?”
    “Well,
I had our research team do a little background check on you. In my profession
you can’t be too careful. I had to be sure you weren’t…you know…a bad guy.” She
gave him a smirk before heading upstairs to the bedroom as if she had studied a
floor plan of the house in advance. She paused for a moment to scan the room
before resting her glass on the nightstand and slowly nestling onto the bed. She
ran her fingers through the hair flowing over the side of her face and gently
brushed it behind her.
    “Now,
how about that kiss you owe me?” Her smile was as naughty as it gets.
    Jack
stared at her for a moment before throwing his hands into the air. “Sarina,
listen. Things are going a little fast for me.”
    “Seriously?
What was all that verbal foreplay about?”
    “Exactly
that. Foreplay. And I figured we’d do some more of that before we…you know.”
    “Oh
God. You’re such a girl.”
    “I
like to think of myself as a gentleman.”
    She
huffed. “Either way, it’s not what I’m looking for.”
    “Besides,
I’m kind of used to doing the chasing.”
    “Ah,
now we’re getting to the heart of the matter.” Sarina rose from the bed and
pouted her lower lip as she slid her arms around Jack’s waist, looking at him
like he was a hurt little boy. “Have I stepped on Jack’s little ego?”
    “That’s…not
it.”
    “Yeah,
it is.” She pulled him closer and positioned her lips as close as possible to his
without touching, and she spoke to him in a soft, sexy voice. “C’mon, Jack,
doesn’t this excite you just a little? Haven’t you always dreamed about a woman
who would walk into your house and attack you without mercy? I’m just that kind
of woman. Forget all the control games you play with other girls and just take
me.” She stroked her hands along his arms and worked her way toward the waist
of his sweatpants, as if intending to rip them to the floor. “Please.”
    Before
she could do anything, Jack grabbed her hands and sat her down with him on the
bed. “Sarina, please don’t get me wrong. I’m incredibly attracted to you, but
we need to slow down a little.” He stared pensively into the deep pools of
brown in her eyes, and noticed they were starting to burn. “Do you mind if we
have dinner or something? Maybe get to know each other?”
    Sarina
gave him a truly perplexed look. “You’re…serious?”
    Jack
raised his eyebrows and nodded his head.
    She
rose from the bed with a hint of outrage and walked over to Jack’s granite-topped
dresser, the state of her arousal evident by the slow, sensual strides she
took. She examined her appearance in the mirror, adjusting her outfit in such a
way that her wrists inadvertently brushed against her breasts, and Jack could
see the resulting sensation rippling through her. She moistened her lips, took
a deep breath, and turned to address him again. “Okay. Let’s go have dinner. Why
don’t you put on something appropriate? And after that little display, my dear
Jack, I expect you to take me somewhere extravagant.”
    Crap.
What have I done?
    Jack
stood up and walked toward her. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
    Sarina
seemed to be drawn to the sincerity in his steel-blue eyes, and it looked like
the forced suppression of her sexual energy weakened her ability to resist. She
momentarily prepared her lips to kiss him, but seemed to instantly regain her
strength.
    “No,
it’s okay.” She turned her head to