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    Cyn, this is over the top. Get your act together.
    At that moment,he turned and uncorked his megawatt smile that made her panties dampen and her nipples harden with need.
    “I heard you come in, but I wanted to finish this one brace.”
    “What if I’d been a thief who’d come to rob you?” she asked. “Or some other kind of idiot breaking in?”
    He chuckled. “I could smell your perfume as soon as the door opened.” He winked. “Very unforgettable. And sexy.”
    Oh, Jesse, don’t say things like that to me.
    She lifted the bag in her hands. “I picked up lunch. I wasn’t sure if you brought yours or not, so I took a chance.”
    “Great. I didn’t, and thank you.” He pulled on his T-shirt, took the bag from her and checked inside. “Roast beef on rye from the deli. Excellent choice.” He set everything down next to the boom box. “Let me show you around and then we’ll eat.”
    “I can see you’re getting ready to install the shelving back here, but you haven’t had time to do anything else, have you?”
    “You’ll see.”
    As if it was the most natural thing in the world, he took her hand and led her into the front part of the store. Her eyes widened at the sight of chalk marks on the floor defining the layout as he’d sketched it for her. But what really surprised her were the exquisitely finished stained shelves leaning against one wall, ready to use.
    “Are these for the front?” She ran a finger over the satin-smooth surface of one of them. “I’m surprised you brought them here already.”
    “Uh uh. The back. For your storage.”
    She turned back to him. “But—But isn’t it more expensive to have finished shelving in the back? I thought all I’d need were some old boards to hold inventory and supplies.”
    Jesse’s laugh was deep and sexy, vibrating through her.
    “Well, I could have done that, but then I couldn’t let you tell anyone I’d installed them. People know my work. Even when it’s out of the public eye, I want it to look the best.”
    She was still touching the stained shelf. “Doesn’t this cost more than we figured, for you to do this? And when did you get it done anyway?”
    “No, it doesn’t exceed the budget.”
    He lifted her hand and closed his fingers over it. “I happened to have this wood at home. It didn’t take much to cut it and put a coat of stain on it in my workshop.” He was staring straight into her eyes. “I want every inch of this place to be special to you, Cyn. Even the parts no one can see but you. Forgive me if I’m overstepping, but I have a feeling no one’s wanted to make things special to you for a long time.”
    An image of Frank crowded her brain, the anger lining his face when she’d last seen it. The way his fist had slammed on the conference table when they’d met for the last time with all the attorneys. Heard again the vicious words he’d spat at her.
    “Bad memories?” Jesse’s voice was soft, covering her like flannel sheet.
    Cyn blinked and gave herself a mental shake. “Memories not even worth discussing. Thank you for this, Jesse. But surely you have other things to do in your evenings besides making shelves for my store.”
    “When I’m on a job,” he told her, “I tend to do some of the work in the evening away from the construction. Allows me to focus better on the work.”
    “I’ll bet that disappoints a lot of ladies in this town, making yourself unavailable like that.”
    He winked. Lordy, that wink was going to do her in yet.
    “They’ll survive. Anyway, I’m off the market.”
    “Oh.” Of course. How stupid of her not to realize that. A man as appealing as Jesse Orosco certainly wouldn’t be single. She made her face as blank as possible. “How nice for you.”
    “I don’t know about that. It won’t be nice until I can tell her and she’s receptive.” Abruptly, he took a step back, still holding her hand. “Come on. Let’s walk around here.”
    He pointed to copies of his