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him. And moreover she reminded him of someone special he’d once loved beyond reason.
    If Kincaid gave Callie any trouble, Clay would be obliged to make the ass-wipe sorry.

Chapter Four

    “That’s not enough, Rafe.” Callie’s beautiful but perturbed face sent shards of arousal through his system.
    Rafe resisted the urge to sigh. “It’s plenty, Callie. Delbert works for me. I pay his salary. I, of all people, know what he makes.”
    “If I’d hired an independent contractor, I’d have paid double what you’re telling me.”
    “Delbert isn’t an independent contractor. Again, he works for me. I’m telling you”—he put his finger on the paper with his quote—“that this is the rate.”
    Callie sat behind the massive desk in her den. The whole room screamed of masculine presence, so he surmised that this used to be her father’s office. She must have inherited it.
    Rafe understood her pride, but he wasn’t going to overcharge her, either.
    She crossed her arms. “What if this was for someone you didn’t like? Would you charge them more?”
    “That’s a ridiculous question, Callie. Of course I’d charge them more. I’d charge them triple. But I promise, I’m only charging you what I pay Delbert. Because I like you best.”
    “Very funny.” She released a long sigh and uncrossed her arms. Pity, as that action had pushed her lovely breasts up. “Fine. The truth is I can’t afford to pay you more anyway.”
    “Good, then it’s a done deal.” Rafe smiled and moved closer. “Time for a celebration.” He skirted around the edge of her desk until he stood next to her chair. His next mission was contact.
    “What are you doing?” she asked, but the amused tone of her voice suggested she already knew.
    “Nothing.”
    She lifted her gaze and smiled. “Yet,” she added. “You look like you just got away with something.”
    “Not at all. I’m just getting ready to celebrate.” He grinned and fell to his knees. She swiveled her chair to face him. Rafe put his hands on her thighs and slid them toward her center. He watched her. She glanced at the closed door of her office. Was it locked?
    Rafe hoped not. He loved the distinct possibility of being discovered.
    “Shouldn’t we go out and help Delbert?”
    “Trust me. He’s got it all under control. We’d only be in his way.”
    “My office isn’t locked.”
    Rafe grinned. “All the better.”
    “You like the thrill of maybe getting caught, don’t you?”
    “Yes.”
    She stared off into space a few seconds and added, “Bo is the same way as I remember.”
    “Yes. That’s also true.” Rafe was fairly certain Clay hadn’t mentioned anything about the DRMC the day before to Callie. She hadn’t mentioned it upon his arrival this morning. Bo had tasked him with the same mission today.
    “Are you going to tell me what you and Bo want from me?”
    “Sure. But first, will you let me see your breasts? I remember them being really spectacular, but it’s been awhile.”
    Her mouth dropped open. He pushed his thumb into the vicinity of her clit. She jumped as if goosed.
    She glanced at the door again. “I’ve got five hundred things to do and you want to stop and have sex?”
    “Oh, yes I do.”
    Rafe leaned forward and pushed his face into her chest. “Will you help me or do I have to undress you on my own?”
    A knock came at the door. “Miss Callie,” came a female voice. Rafe assumed it was the housekeeper. He backed up, but didn’t move too far out of the way.
    Callie shot to her feet. Rafe grabbed her hips and buried his face between her legs and inhaled her luscious scent.
    “Rafe, stop,” she hissed. She sidled past him on a heading for the door.
    The doorknob rattled. Rafe stood up slowly as the door opened and a young woman holding a dust rag entered. “Sorry to bother you, but there is a gentleman at the door asking for you.”
    Rafe stepped behind Callie again, and whispered, “Another man?”
    “Tell him I’m