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blue of sapphires. “I’m going to kiss you now.” He leaned forward slowly, giving her time to object, but she only squeaked out the breath she had been holding.
    He brushed her lips lightly. His eyes opened wide and he pulled away. “You,” he said and then leaned forward to deepen the kiss, fusing his mouth to hers. His tongue brushed hers with a flash of fire that shot desire from her stomach to her groin, so powerful that she sat upright and yanked away.
    “Holy Mary, Joseph, and Peter.” Lucy stepped back and wobbled out of her shoes.
    Alec sat back in his chair. He rubbed his thumb and forefinger along his chin as if bemused. “Peter?”
    “What?” Lucy faced him, trying to find her usually excellent brain. This was not good. Not good at all. She needed to get the hell out of this casino.
    “Who’s Peter?” Alec reached for his drink and took a long swallow, appearing nonchalant, as if he kissed cursing women every day. As if the kiss would not even rank in his top five.
    Lucy’s mind jumped on her familiar calming exercise, P words. All the best words started with “P”: pilfer, purloin, plunder, poach, pirate… Inwardly, she groaned. She was going to burn in hell—or Leavenworth, whichever came first—for stealing his keycard.
    “Peter is one of the saints.” Lucy stumbled barefoot to the office door and twisted the handle. Locked. She knew it—just had to be sure. She wiggled it again before giving him her best haughty look.
    “You’re calling on your gods because I kissed you.” He smiled and rested his chin on the back of his hand. “We’ll be very good together.”
    “We are not going to be together. ” Lucy pointed to the locked door. “You’re harassing me. I’ll file charges on you.”
    “If you must.” Alec tilted his head at a mischievous angle. “I’ll not deny that I kissed you, if you’ll not deny that it made you cry out for your gods.”
    Hot humiliation warred with anxiety inside Lucy’s head. She had enjoyed it. But she had to get out of the casino. Now. “You’re a deranged lunatic. Let me out of here right now.”
    “Of course.” Alec took the last swallow of his drink. “But I need you to promise to return in the morning and start your appraisal.”
    “Fine.” Like hell she would come back. She’d be on a plane to anywhere-but-here by morning. “I’ll be back tomorrow.” She fought not to glance to her right, a sure tell for lying.
    Alec nodded. Standing, he arched his back as if he had a knot between his shoulder blades. He bent to pick up her shoes. The muscled contour of his back and butt showed through his suit when he bent over. Lucy swallowed the spit in her mouth and took a deep breath. Get a grip and quit checking out his primo backside.
    Alec extended his hand. The expensive shoes dangled from his index finger, looking less haute couture and more Kmart wilted. “There’s just one thing…”
    Lucy grabbed the shoes and used the back of the chair to steady herself as she slipped them on. She stood straight, immediately appreciating the extra three inches in height. She could almost meet his eyes. “What?”
    “You’re a respected woman, with degrees from M.I.T. and Le Suisse International. You have examined some of the most priceless jewels in the world. Everyone who works with you lauds your professionalism and integrity.”
    “So?” Lucy put her hands on her hips.
    “I don’t think you normally call your clients Testa di merda .”
    “True.” Lucy noticed that his accent was perfect. Most English speakers put a Spanish inflection on Italian words. “Well, only when they really deserve it, and never to their faces.”
    “I think you must be in some sort of trouble. If you need help, I can help you. My resources are limitless.”
    Lucy leaned forward at his words. Her heels lifted off the back of her shoes and her toes gripped the floor. How tempting it was to tell him everything. Let him handle it all with his unlimited