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hadn’t slept with anyone since. And strangely, she hadn’t missed the sex.
    Until now.
    Only force o f will kept her from squirming in her seat. Her breasts ached and heat was pooling low in her belly. She looked away, out the window where snow was swirling down, willing the coldness into her blood. “So what are you suggesting?”
    “We have an apartment for visitors. You can stay there. That’s the offer—take it or leave it.”
    “Why? Why make the offer at all?”
    “Because we have nothing to hide. But bad publicity can seriously damage a company, especially one in as sensitive a business as ours. Tell me—what happe ned to the last company you ‘investigated’?”
    “They went out of business. Look, I’m not even sure I’d get the go-ahead for this. You’re not the only story I’m working on.”
    “I’ve already discussed it with your editor. He’s quite willing to lend you to me for as long as it takes.”
    “What? When? He never mentioned it to me.”
    “We spoke just before you arrived.”
    She nibbled on her lip; it looked like she didn’t have any choice in this. If Patrick had already agreed, she was stuck with it. Especially when she had i nsisted she wanted to stay on the story.
    “Okay, it looks like I’m your shadow for the next five days.” Her brows drew together, and she regarded him suspiciously. “But don’t let this life-saving thing go to your head. I don’t belong to you, and I’m not you r property, Mr. Wolfe.”
    He smiled. “The thought never entered my mind.”
    ***
    Mine.
    The word screamed through his brain. Cade kept the smile firmly fixed on his face while he struggled with the overwhelming urge to drag her into his arms and show her just ho w much she belonged to him.
    Now and forever.
    “Of course you’re not my property,” he lied. “And please, call me Cade. And I’ll call you Phoebe.”
    “You will?”
    She definitely sounded suspicious. Unlike his Eleni, who had trusted everyone. Did she feel anything for him? He desperately needed some sign that there was hope.
    He studied her; the black pants that hugged the curve of her hips were tucked into knee length boots. On top she wore a jade green sweater and a black leather jacket. Her blond hair was cut off blunt at the shoulder, framing a heart-shaped face, pointed chin with a deep dimple, dark brown eyes flecked with gold, and a small full mouth reddened where she had worried it with her teeth.
    She was so close. Breathing in deeply, he filled his lungs with the sweet, intoxicating scent of her. He caught a trace of something else, the musky scent of her arousal, and his gums ached with the need to taste her. His cock stiffened in his pants, his balls aching viciously, and he dropped his hands to his lap to hide the evidence while he fought for control.
    She wanted him. He could sense it. Excitement warred with fear. He could give in to neither. If he allowed her to glimpse even a fraction of what he was feeling, he had an idea she would bolt. The thought d oused the fire burning in his belly.
    When he was sure he could do so without embarrassing himself, he stood up. “So we have a deal then?” He held out a hand to her.
    “It appears so.” She looked at his outstretched hand but didn’t make a move. “I’m going to have to head back to my apartment first, pick up some stuff, and make a stop at the office to clear my desk.”
    “I have a car and driver waiting downstairs for you.” He wanted to go with her, but he thought it might appear odd. And besides, he was sure that Lilith would be watching him, and he didn’t want to draw attention to Phoebe. So he’d satisfied himself by appointing Finn as her bodyguard and chauffeur. Finn would take care of her.
    Her brows drew together. “A car? You were so certain I’d agree?”
    “I did my research. I was told you were fair but would do anything for a good story.”
    Her frown deepened. “Not quite anything.”
    He smiled at the suspicion in