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club?”
    “Are you kidding, the only date you will give me?  I am there!”  He waved and turned back to handling his business.
    Kyle was back to scowling.  He walked around the front of the SUV to the passenger door and opened it for Ashley.  “Get in.”  Again, it was not a request.
    His opening the door for her gave her pause for a few seconds but she got in with the strange sense of liking Kyle opening her door.
    He closed the door and went around to the driver’s side.  He got in and started the engine.  Kyle waited for Ashley to put on her seatbelt.  When she didn’t, he reached over her to do it himself. His hand accidently brushed against her breast.  When she gasped he froze for a second before clicking the belt. To hide his nervousness Kyle quickly snatched up his sunglasses from the dash where he threw them when he first arrived, putting them on he pulled the SUV onto the street.  
    They had been driving in silence for several minutes when Ashley spoke quietly.  “Sir, I am sorry I disobeyed your order.”
    Kyle glanced at her, taking his eyes off the highway for a few seconds.  “Are you?”
    Ashley was confused with this milder version of Director Strong.  Usually after she ‘pulled one of her stunts’, he would be livid.   And, where was the yelling?  Instead of yelling and threatening her with dire consequences, he was quiet, and gentlemanly.  He saved her life, protected her when that scumbag called her derogatory names, allowed her to help get the kids situated, opened her door for her; she couldn’t think of a single person whoever opened a door for her since she entered adulthood, and he put her seatbelt on as though she was precious cargo.
    Ashley knew she was reading too much into his actions but they were so close to some of her dreams about Kyle (he was always Kyle in her dreams) that she wasn’t sure she wasn’t imagining things.  She turned in her seat.  He still looked the same, just as handsome as ever.  Maybe she was asleep.
    “Why?”  His deep voice did things to her insides.  He kept his attention on the road so she continued to observe him.  
    His good looks were distracting.  She wasn’t sure what he was asking, “Sir?”
    He gave her another quick glance.  “Stop sir-ing me.  Why did you do it?”
    “Director  Str—“
    “Ashley, if you call me sir or Director Strong one more time, I won’t be responsible for what I do.”  His voice was closer to his yelling pitch but not quite.  
    Now she was getting angry again.  “ Sir , why shouldn’t I call you sir or Director Strong, it is who you are to me?”
    Kyle snatched his glasses off, throwing them on the seat with a quick angry motion.  “Oh, I don’t know, how about, an hour ago we had our tongues down each other’s throats and you were fondling my dick?”
    He was definitely yelling now.  Ashley was shocked at what he was yelling but not at the actual yelling.  Ashley clamped her mouth shut, tamping down her inappropriate response.
    “I’ve always thought you were highly intelligent.  You keeping your mouth closed right now just proved it.”

Chapter 3
    Ashley stretched in her chair.  She put the final touches on her report.  It had been a couple hours since Director Strong—oh, no, wait, she was supposed to call him Kyle now.  She rolled her eyes, yeah, right. Like that was going to happen—dropped them off.  Still silent, they had walked side by side until they reached the hallway where their paths diverged, him to his office and she to the shared offices of the other agents.  
    Ballistics had returned her weapon a few minutes ago.  Standing, she quickly checked it before putting it back into the holster at her hip.  Gathering her personal items from her desk, she got ready to leave.  Just then her cell clipped to her waist rang.
    Smiling at the display, she answered.  “Hey lady, what are you up to?”
    “About 5’ 8” and you?” was