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Give me ten minutes to get ready.”
    “Ten whole minutes? I thought you were the champion of fast outfit changes.”
    “I am. Any other woman would take at least an hour. P ut on the TV and relax.”
    Jared sighed and sank back into the chair. He wanted to suggest they stay in, but things were already a bit close in the room. He didn’t want to overwhelm her, but one more night with Emerson might just kill him if he didn’t get to take her in his arms and taste her. 

Chapter Six
     
     
    Despite her exhaustion after a day at the Expo, the night out with Jared did wonders for Emmy’s mood. She guiltily compared Jared to Dan Archer all evening, though, noting how Jared’s movements and manner seemed so casual and real compared to the other man’s. They laughed, ate, and even danced at a nearby club, and by the time they got back to the hotel room, she’d stopped worrying about impropriety.
    She was good at her job, and her boss knew that. That was why Frank had sent her to the Expo to meet with the ad agencies vying for TCL’s business. He trusted her judgment and respected that she had a talent for finding what appealed to customers. The fact that she was wildly attracted to Jared had nothing to do with his campaign or her ability to decide what would be best for TCL.
    “I can’t believe I’m still on my feet after all that,” Emmy said breathlessly as she flung her purse into the chair and kicked off her shoes. She twirled a glowing plastic necklace from the dance club around her arm then tossed it across the room to land on the bed. Jared sent his matching necklace to land next to hers , then he tucked his shoes into the closet and placed his wallet in the drawer.
    She eyed him from under lowered brows. “This could be a problem.”
    “What?”
    “I hate to tell you this, but I’m a bit on the messy side . ”
    “Oh, I’ve noticed.” He rolled his eyes.
    “Oh, you have?”
    “Don’t look so shocked, Miss Prim. Good lord, the bathroom? You used every towel. There’s makeup all over the vanity, a pile of clothes in the corner. Trust me, I noticed you’re messy.”
    She pouted and plopped onto the bed. “And you’re a bit uptight, aren’t you, Mr. I - Have - to - Line - Everything - Up - Just - So? The shampoo bottles were exactly half an inch apart. Your sets of shoes are half an inch apart. Do you carry a ruler around with you?”
    He crossed his arms over his chest, one brow arched. “I’m just precise.”
    “You need to loosen up.”
    “Maybe you need to tighten up.”
    She eyed him for a second then raced for the bathroom where she proceeded to move the shampoo bottles to random spots and unfold towels. Jared chased her. “What are you doing?”
    “Loosening you up. Deal with an unfolded towel!” She dangled one terry cloth rectangle in front of him before dropping it on the floor.
    He clutched his chest. “Oh! No…please , not that!”
    She knocked over the small plastic bottle of mouthwash and moved the soap, which he’d positioned carefully in the holder.
    “You’re killing me.” He grinned while she made a mess then caught her as she tried to skip out of the bathroom to attack the closet. “Oh, no. You’re not going to mess up my suits.”
    “Break free, Jared.”
    “I’m free, really. You’re the one who needs to break free. All this clutter just gets in the way of things you want to do.”
    “Like what?”
    He caught her around the waist and pulled her to him. “Like this.” His lips met hers in an explosion of sensations. Warm and smooth, tangy and sweet from the last drink he’d had at the club, hungry and just demanding enough to turn her on , his kiss was exciting as it was unexpected.
    Emmy wrapped her arms around Jared and matched his passion with a kiss of her own. She drew his tongue into her mouth and tangled her fingers in his hair. She’d been waiting for this all day, wanting it all evening. Her body came to life under his roaming hands, and before