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night having the hottest, most intense sex of her life with a man she claimed to hate.
    Not that she regretted a second of their time together, she ruefully admitted.
    Liam had not only managed to make her forget that it was supposed to be her wedding night with Ted, but he’d taught her just what she’d been missing when it came to desire.
    Who knew that she could come just by having Liam kissing her breasts?
    Or that a shower could offer so many possibilities?
    It’d sure been a hell of a lot more fun than a night with Ted.
    Still, a tiny voice in the back of her mind was whispering that she was acting wholly out of character. And that at some point, she was going to come to her senses and realize that she’d just spent a night having wild, crazy-ass sex with her boss.
    Surely nothing could ever be the same?
    Jerking herself out of her odd sense of unreality as the Mercedes slowed, Holly glanced out the window at the tan and black apartment building that was framed by large palm trees.
    In the morning sunlight the neighborhood looked neat, but modest. Nothing compared to where her father lived. Or even Liam. But it had been home for the past two years.
    And until this morning, she’d always felt a warm sense of comfort when she was here.
    But now…
    She gave a sharp shake of her head, refusing to acknowledge that her strange reluctance to leave the comfort of Liam’s car was due to an unconscious aversion to returning to her life.
    If anything, it was the sheer embarrassment at being seen in the short shorts and miniscule top that was emblazoned with the Playhouse logo, she told herself. When she’d called Sasha to send clothes to the room, she’d been worried about the walk of shame wearing a dress she’d obviously worn the night before.
    And of course, Liam had needed a shirt since his no longer had buttons.
    Unfortunately, the Playhouse merchandise wasn’t much of an improvement.
    “You can drop me off in front of the building,” she murmured, opening her purse to pull out her key.
    With his typical arrogance, Liam ignored her words, parking his car in the small lot at the side of the building.
    “A gentleman doesn’t drop a lady at the curb,” he informed her, turning off the engine. “He walks her to her door.”
    “Didn’t you say last night that you weren’t a gentleman?”
    He flashed a wicked smile. “I have my moments.”
    He certainly did .
    A hot flash seared though Holly as she recalled some of his finer moments. His head between her legs. Him thrusting deep inside her as he whispered how good she felt…
    Her face flamed.
    Thank god he was busy sliding out of the car and rounding the hood to pull open her door.
    By the time she was walking beside him, she’d managed to smooth her expression.
    Using her key she opened the security door, and then they climbed the stairs to the second floor. She was acutely aware of the man who moved just a step behind her. His presence seemed to overpower the hallway despite its generous width and the arched ceilings that gave the building a Spanish flair.
    She wrinkled her nose.
    That was actually the first thing she’d noticed about Liam Conner. His sheer presence.
    It was as if he carried a force-field around him that threatened to suck her in whenever he was near.
    The next thing she’d noticed was his devastating beauty.
    Even this morning, with his russet hair tousled and his firm jaw shadowed with a hint of a beard, he looked…edible.
    Disturbed by the knowledge, she halted in front of her apartment and sent him a wary gaze.
    She abruptly realized that she didn’t want this man in her apartment.
    Not because she resented the fact he’d bought the company she considered her own. Or because he was arrogant and annoying and far too fond of tossing out orders.
    No. It was because this was supposed to be her sanctuary.
    The one place she could go to put Liam Conner out of her mind.
    To have the image of him wandering through her rooms and lounging on