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the purpose of making me
    do your filing now? Perhaps you should be the one to button my blouses when it
    happens.”
    A grin tugged at his lips. He shouldn’t be so damned sexy and rakish looking when
    he smiled like that, she thought, deeply perturbed by it.
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    “I would be more than willing,” he promised her silkily as he swiveled the chair
    around to face her and patted his lap. “Sit down here, baby, and let me see what I can
    do about that pretty blouse.”
    She knew he expected her to kick his teeth in for the offer, but rather she sat down
    sedately on his thigh, staring into his surprised expression with an innocent smile.
    “Like this?” she whispered seductively, her body turning into his as one arm came
    around her back.
    “What are you up to?” There was a flicker of suspicion in the jade depths of his
    gaze as he watched her.
    “Me?” she asked him, her eyes narrowing in false anger as she watched him
    carefully. “Really, Dev. You offered. But if you would prefer not to.” She shrugged her
    shoulders as she moved to rise, aware that he would catch a glimpse of seductive sheer
    lace beneath the edges of her bra.
    “Now, I didn’t say no.” His arm curved around her back, holding her in place. “I
    was just questioning your motives, baby. You haven’t exactly been eager to play here
    lately.”
    She would have laughed if she weren’t so determined now.
    “Well really, Dev,” she snapped. “The two of you together can be rather
    intimidating. It’s enough to make even the most jaded of us wary.”
    She injected just the right amount of irritation and watched with silent glee as his
    gaze darkened reflectively.
    He sighed, shaking his head slowly. “Why don’t I trust you, Tally?”
    She smiled innocently, blinking up at him with a rare display of charm. She could
    be charming when she wanted to be. She had done so often in the past.
    “Because your balls still carry the imprint of my knee cap?” she asked wickedly.
    He chuckled, relaxing marginally. “That could be it.” His hands gripped her waist.
    “If you’re serious about the blouse, come here where I can get to you.”
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    Now how did he manage that? Tally was staring down at him in shock seconds
    later as she sat on the edge of the desk, her bare buttocks meeting the cool wood as her
    skirt pooled along the desk around her.
    “Sneaky.” There was a vein of grudging respect in her tone. It had been done so
    smoothly she was unaware of his hands sliding her skirt up her legs as he lifted her.
    “Thank you. I thought you would appreciate the move.” He chuckled wickedly as
    he moved closer. “Let’s see about these buttons now.”
    Another came undone.
    Tally frowned down at him darkly, though silently she crowed in triumph.
    “Wrong way, Conover.” She allowed her voice to become breathless, the arousal
    that was ever-present around them to glitter in her gaze.
    “Really?” Another came undone. “Are you sure?”
    He watched her, gauging her, testing her. She allowed a cool smile of confidence to
    shape her lips.
    “You wouldn’t dare. Lucian would be very put out,” she warned him softly.
    “Would he?” he asked her. “Is he busy right now?”
    She frowned as though not certain. “He was going over contracts before I came in
    here. Why?”
    She pretended ignorance. She was good at that when she needed to be. But if what
    Lucian had said after her little escapade in the park with Dev was true, then he would
    feel every touch his brother knew. Tally was going to make certain he felt quite a few
    touches in the next few minutes.
    “Just curious.” He cleared his throat, another button falling victim to his fingers as
    he pulled the material from the waistband of her skirt. “So, Tally, how much are you
    wanting to play this afternoon?” he asked her curiously.
    “I don’t know, Devril.” She smiled slowly, seductively. “How much control do you
    think you have?”
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