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to the contrary,” he snapped and walked around to the front of his desk to look down at her. He was furious, both with himself and with her. He’d been searching for this woman ever since he’d woken up after their one night together and hadn’t been able to find her anywhere. He’d even hired a private investigator but stopped the search after a week, feeling ridiculous that he was obsessing over a woman who obviously didn’t want to be found. And then he found out that, not only was she working in the same building, drawing a salary from him but that she was stealing hundreds of thousands of dollars from him.
    To make matters worse, the moment she’d walked into his office, all he’d wanted to do was to make love to her again. His body was instantly aware of every move of hers, achingly ready to sink his own body deeply into her and hear her cries of satisfaction, just as he had that one night.
At the same time, he wanted to take her into his arms and comfort her, assure her that everything would be fine.
    But everything wasn’t going to be fine. He was furious that this tiny woman had broken a trust twice. Once by sneaking out without a goodbye and then by stealing money from his company. He refused to admit that he was hurt by her lack of goodbye but more than willing to put an emotion on her theft. He was furious.
No one took advantage of Adam Meyers!
    Walking forward, he smelled her subtle perfume and gritted his teeth. “What are you going to do about this situation?” he demanded, walking behind her and leaned down, his arms hooking onto the back of her chair and his head only inches from hers.
“Do?”
     
“Yes, my dear. You stole a significant amount of money from me. I want it back,” he said quietly, his mouth close to her ear.
    “But I didn’t steal anything from you,” she said breathlessly. Alicia frantically tried to come up with some way to counter all the evidence against her. Unfortunately, it was a very good case. She had no idea how her signature had gotten onto those deposit accounts but there must be some way she could prove it to him.
“Then prove it,” he said.
     
She bit her lip, trying to come up with a response. “I can’t right at the moment. But I promise I’ll find out who did,” she said.
     
“How are you going to do that?”
    She pressed her body into the seat of the chair, pushing her mind to come up with a solution, one that wouldn’t damn her in the process. “I’m a good auditor. I’ve only been working here for a few months but I have worked as an auditor since college and I’ll find your money and who took it.”
    “That’s going to be a little difficult,” he said and walked around to face her, leaning against his desk in a deceptively casual stance. “Technically, you no longer work here.”
Alicia gasped and spun around in her chair, “No!” Her eyes were pleading with him to not take that course of action.
    Adam ignored her eyes and turned away to walk back around his desk. “Yes. I’m sorry, my dear, but I can’t have a suspected embezzler continue to work for me.” He watched her face drain of what color was left in it, again he had to fight the urge to comfort her. He reminded himself that he only wanted her luscious, sexy body and not her mind. There was no reason to comfort her. An idea slowly formed in his mind and he liked the thought.
    Alicia held her hands out in front of her, imploring him to believe her. “But I can prove it wasn’t me if you’ll just give me a chance!” Her panic was so acute now, she was almost physically ill. She forced her stomach to calm down in an effort to convince him that she wasn’t what he thought her to be.
    Crossing his arms over his chest he shrugged his shoulder. “Normally in situations like this, the culprit is just turned over to the authorities and they deal with the issue. But I’ll make a deal with you. Pay back the money and I’ll forget all about this, due to our short, previous