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hadn’t seen his bare arms since high school. They’d been skinnier then.
    She’d hoped to hang around to enjoy seeing those forearms flex as he worked the kinks out of her entertainment system. He could probably work the kinks out of her personal system, too, although she didn’t have much hope of that happening after the conversation they’d had about office policy.
    But he hadn’t sounded enthusiastic about being observed and knowing his personality that made sense. Some men wanted to be admired and fussed over while they accomplished a task. Tony wasn’t one of those men and she liked that about him.
    That left her with an itch she couldn’t scratch and the need to do something physical, even something sensual. A package of chocolate chips had been sitting in her cupboard for a month because she hadn’t found the time to make cookies. If she baked them now she could give some to Tony as a gesture of thanks.
    Mixing up the ingredients should have taken her mind off sex, but instead the hum of the beaters reminded her of the vibrator she kept upstairs. She’d bought it after her divorce as part of a plan not to date until she’d figured out what she wanted in a man. Now the what had morphed into a who and he was right in the next room.
    For all the good that did her. If she was only in danger of ruining the friendship, she might consider trying to seduce him tonight. At dinner he’d shown signs of being interested in her, but that didn’t jibe with his plan to create a non-fraternizing policy. Her hormones begged her to throw caution to the winds and test his dedication to that idea.
    After all, they were alone and only one floor away from her bedroom. Tony had amazing powers of concentration and she’d often fantasized what would happen if he ever trained all that mental firepower on making love to her. But tonight, despite his reaction to her, he wasn’t in favor of office romances. Jeopardizing their friendship plus her job didn’t seem very smart.
    The first batch of cookies came out of the oven and she inhaled the sweet aroma. Apparently she’d have to be satisfied with nibbling on them instead of on Tony. Using a spatula, she transferred them from the baking sheets to the waxed paper she’d spread on the counter.
    Partially melted chocolate dotted the warm, soft dough. When one cookie broke on impact, she justified eating it although she had to be careful not to burn her tongue. It tasted amazing and she tried to convince herself it could replace sex.
    “I used to love eating the dough.”
    She turned to find Tony standing in the kitchen doorway looking longingly in her direction. But since she was standing right by the cookies and the bowl of cookie dough, they could be the attraction. She opened a drawer, grabbed a spoon and held it out. “Help yourself.”
    “Thanks.” Walking over to her, he took the spoon and scooped out some dough. Then he turned the spoon upside down before putting it in his mouth so he could scrape it clean with his tongue. And he moaned.
    His appreciative moan resonated deep in her lady parts. He’s your boss and you don’t even know if he likes you in that way. She had a tough time remembering the parameters when he stood in her kitchen sucking on a spoonful of cookie dough.
    After licking every last trace away, he gazed at her. “Even better than I remembered.”
    “I got the recipe from our family chef before I left home.”
    “So you bake cookies a lot?”
    “Not really.” She realized he’d drifted closer, within touching distance. “But I’ve decided to do it more often.”
    “Excellent idea.” His voice had taken on a husky quality. “The world needs more chocolate chip cookies.”
    “Oh, I agree. Could be the answer to world peace.” Her heart beat faster. With any other man, she’d think he was going to kiss her. He had that certain gleam in his eyes that men had when they were about to make a move.
    She held his gaze. He’d never looked at her