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pinkened her cheeks, and his breath caught. For a moment she wasn’t his secretary, she wasn’t a human in danger, she was a gorgeous woman looking at him with her heart in her gaze, and he had the insane urge to kiss her. Then she shuddered and broke the spell.
    “Maybe I should call the police.”
    Instant denial rose to his lips, but he held it back to speak calmly. “You could, and we could say some strange man knocked on the door and then attacked my brother and me when I opened it. Then they’re going to want a description, and they’re going to try to search for him, because no one who didn’t see it will believe for a second that he disappeared.”
    “And if we try to tell them what occurred step by step, they’re going to either laugh at us or take us to the nearest psych ward,” she finished.
    A grin spread across his face and some of his tension eased. “You see why I think we should keep this under wraps.”
    “For now.”
    Tension straightened his spine again. “For now?”
    “I’ll give you this for now, Cam. But I can only wait by passively as someone threatens my life for so long. I trust you, so I’ll listen to you for now .”
    “So long as there’s breath in my body I will never let anything happen to you, Eleanor.”
    The widening of her eyes accompanied the racing of her pulse. He’d surprised himself with the declaration but didn’t regret it for a second.
    “I didn’t realize I rated so high in your book. Especially now that I’m no longer your secretary.”
    Irrational anger made him lean into her space. He clasped her forearms and stopped a breath away. “Just because you no longer work for me doesn’t mean I don’t care about you, Eleanor. And right now someone is trying to hurt you for some reason. Please, pack a bag and come with me.”
    No sound emerged as her throat moved. Then she nodded. “Um, okay. I can do that.”
    Moving slowly, she pulled her arms from his grasp, rose, and walked out of the living room while he was still trying to sort out what had just happened.
    Deep, even breaths calmed his heartbeat but also dragged her fresh scent into his chest. Sitting in her living room, among her things, surrounded him with the scent and feel of her. There was no escaping it—or the madness creeping into his emotions. Why now? Why her? Scenes of their interactions over the past few years flashed through his mind, but suddenly he was seeing them with new eyes. Her laugh was infectious, her smile radiant. How had her beauty seemed so muted before now? Perhaps it was the same effect that had caused him to forget about her.
    Ten minutes later, she returned with a tote bag over her shoulder, and he still hadn’t shaken the want running through him. Her hair was up again in that stupid, tight bun he was really starting to hate. Why did she wear it like that anyway? Sure, it made her oval-shaped face more visible. Her high cheekbones stood out beneath her wire-rimmed glasses. But it made her seem so untouchable, so uptight, and he didn’t like it. The urge to remove the tie and sift his fingers through her soft locks gripped him, but he fought it and clenched his hands into fists. This wasn’t the time to indulge.
    Something red and lacy stuck out of the top of her bag. He held his hand out for it, and she let him take it, then gasped and shoved the red, lacy thing in deeper. Her face flushed a deeper crimson, and he choked back a laugh.
    “Thank you,” she whispered then headed out the front door.
    She froze right outside the door, and he nearly walked into her back. He followed her gaze to the sight of her lone car in the driveway.
    “Uh, Mike drove. So I’ll just go with you in your car,” Cam said.
    “Okay. Sure.” She pulled her keys from her purse locked the front door. They got into her car with its busted-out windows and hit the road.
    …
    Eleanor tried to think of all the reasonable explanations for what had just happened at her house, but she was coming up