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holdings.’
    â€˜That’s good.’
    Alex winced at her lame responses, but how was she supposed to concentrate with him in the room? It was all she could do to keep her hand from shaking and spilling some more water.
    â€˜I imagine it takes quite a bit of accounting skill to keep up with it all.’
    â€˜Not really,’ she said, studying the glass and using all her powers of concentration to will it to stay level. ‘Once the systems are in place—’ What am I thinking? If he wanted to imply that she couldn’t do the job, it would be in her interests to agree with him. She jerked her eyes up to meet his.
    â€˜Actually, you’re right. It’s very complic—’
    Nick jumped back before the wave of spring water could collect him fair in the chest, and Alex realised she hadn’t just kicked up her chin when she’d changed her response.
    Even with his quick evasive action the water landed at his feet, beading droplets over the sculpted black leather of his Italian shoes. In a flash he relieved her of the glass, and its remaining contents, and deposited it on the benchtop alongside the letter— his letter while she stood there dumbfounded.
    â€˜You’re jumpy, Alexandra.’
    She looked up at him, preparing to apologise, but he took her shoulders in his large hands. Instantly every cell in her body seemed to contract and freeze.
    â€˜Do I make you so nervous?’
    She sucked in a necessary breath—only to find the oxygen she so desperately required infused with the scent of this man. Heat replaced the coldness she’d been feeling, warming sensations and desires she’d thought long buried. Under her discount designer jacket and tailored shirt her breasts felt swollen andfirm, aware of even the slightest brush of fabric over the points of her bra. And now that feeling coiled downwards, stirring feelings long since forgotten.
    She sighed. There seemed little point in denying it. ‘Yes, I guess you do.’
    He laughed, softly and openly, his breath curling warm against her face as his thumbs gently traced the line of her collarbone, almost hypnotising her. The flesh tingled under his touch. Alex felt her eyelids flutter. Oh, God! He hadn’t forgotten how to make her feel good, just as her body hadn’t forgotten how to respond to his.
    â€˜But why, Alexandra, should I make you nervous? I am just a man. A man who, after all, you know—intimately.’
    Something about the way he spoke made her look at him—really look at him. Why was he doing this to her? She willed her body not to be carried away by his touch, but that same body seemed intent on ignoring her. After all, this was just what she’d dreamed of, night after lonely night—being with Nick, enjoying his touch. Now her dreams had become reality, at least in part, and it was so hard to deny herself that for which she’d yearned so long.
    Only she had to. Her lips felt desperate for moisture as she finally spoke.
    â€˜That was a long time ago. It’s ancient history now.’
    â€˜Maybe. But sometimes the past can pave the way for the future. We were once good together. Is thereany reason why we shouldn’t be again—at least until I leave?’
    â€˜What?’
    She dropped a shoulder and twisted out of his reach before he could react.
    For just one moment his words had brought her an unexpected pleasure. For just one moment it had seemed he might still harbour some feelings for her.
    In the next moment he’d shattered the illusion. ‘Just what are you suggesting?’
    He shrugged and leaned himself back against the cupboards, crossing his ankles, his hands resting on the bench behind. The relaxed position belied the expression on his face. His jaw was set and his eyes looked more calculating than ever.
    â€˜Simply that we fit together well—you know that. Why shouldn’t we seek pleasure in each other? There’s little