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always kept the books themselves. "I guess we should go in
and meet this Trey Tanner."

"I'll meet you there," Kate said.

Chloe headed down the hall, stopping briefly in her own office to store
her purse and retrieve a pen and
a pad of paper. Then she made her way to the conference room. But when
she turned the handle and glanced through the top portion of the door
that was made of glass, her heart went still, her blood froze
in her veins, and she thought maybe, just maybe, she was going to pass
out on the floor. "Oh, my God," she whispered.
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She couldn't breathe.

"Surely not," she said. "It can't be."

Two men stood in the conference room, talking, their backs to her. They
both had dark hair and large builds. But one of them made her think of
the man from the Hilton bathroom.

"Please, please, please no," she pleaded softly.

"Please no what?" Julia asked, coming up behind her.

Kate arrived next, glancing at her watch. "I like a man who believes in
being on time. Trey Tanner gets points from me. Who's with him?"

The two men turned around, and Chloe's knees nearly buckled. The
stranger she had nearly had sex
with stood there with a quiet ease.

"Yum," Julia stated. "They're cute if you like rugged, manly alpha
males."

Chloe looked on with her heart pounding and a strange traitorous tingle
fizzing through her body like champagne bubbles. He appeared every bit
as commanding as he had last night. Handsome in a way
that was all about self-assurance and power. And he was here!

Oh, my God, he's here!

Panic mixed with a heady rush of awareness. She wanted to throw her
arms around him, but at the
same time she wanted to melt away into the terra-cotta tile floor.

With a nearly silent groan, Chloe started to turn away, intent on
sending a message in with Lucy, the receptionist, that she was
suddenly, unavoidably, detained. But her groan wasn't silent enough.
Julia cocked her head and grabbed her arm. "Showtime," she whispered.

Great, great, great.

Okay, she told herself, don't panic. She could do this. Besides, today
her hair was straight, her bangs were down, the freckles across the
bridge of her nose were blazing with not a speck of makeup in sight.
What were the chances that he'd even recognize her?

With a sound that was a cross between a growl and a whimper, Chloe
rummaged around in her jacket pocket for her oversized glasses, pushed
them on to be on the safe side, tucked her chin close, and entered the
room behind Julia and Kate. She clutched her notepad protectively to
her chest and felt her hair swing against her cheeks like curtains in a
way that she hoped hid her face.

Julia walked to the head of the table. "I'm Julia Boudreaux, and this
is Kate Bloom Chapman from our hugely successful Getting Real with Kate . And this is
Chloe Sinclair, our station manager."

The other man, not the one from last night, reached out and shook
Julia's hand. "I'm Ben," he said simply.

Julia tugged away with a start, her lips parting as if his touch had
surprised her. She blinked, then blinked again, and shook her head. But
then the odd moment passed and Julia was back to her normal self.
Chloe's best friend looked the man up and down, then said, "I figured
you weren't Trey Tanner. From my e-mails with him, I didn't think that
he would show up wearing jeans to an important meeting."

Ben raised a brow and actually laughed, completely unperturbed by
Julia's surprisingly biting remark.

Chloe sat down quickly, and she would have sworn she felt the other
man's eyes on her. She realized with a sinking heart that he was
probably remembering her that very second. Just as she remembered him.
Trey Tanner. What were the chances that the man Julia had hired to help
them would turn out to
be the man from the bathroom?

Chloe mumbled her greetings.

"Is something wrong with your voice?"

This from Kate, whom Chloe saw out of the corner of her downcast eyes
looking at her oddly.

"I think I'm getting a cold." Chloe sniffed for effect.

Kate