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like he was going to kiss her and he knew she wanted him to. His lips were so appealing. His whole body was appealing.
    “Geesh!”
    She shook her head and rechecked her makeup. Glancing at the clock, she had hours left to her shift. But the second she had the chance, she was outta there. Sneaking out the back door was definitely the option tonight.
    A knock at the door startled her.
    This was a private bathroom located in her office outside of Jacob’s. Oh shit, it had to be Jacob. She needed this job. She wouldn’t last another bout of street life.
    “Lex, I know you’re in there. I called Frank, and he saw you on the cameras. Open up so we can talk.”
    She pictured him standing there in his custom suit, dressed like a million bucks. He had been her savior, her last hope to make it. Why he hired her she may never know, but right now it didn’t seem important to know the reasons.

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    Lexi took a deep breath, then opened the door.

    * * * *

    Jacob stood there alone with a smile on his face. He was a great boss, but when he was mad, there was no getting out of the way of the line of fire.
    “Are you okay?” he asked, taking her hand and leading her toward the lounge area in between the offices.
    He gently laid his large hand against her waist, leading her toward the couches. He was more like a father figure to her. His age was undetectable with such looks of perfection. Again, the small amount of information on weres from Sierra came to mind. He could be forty or four hundred. She gulped hard at the thought. There was a time she had welcomed death, and she wasn’t even twenty-five. So much had changed in twelve months.
    He hesitated before releasing her to sit. He raised his eyebrows as if waiting for an answer to his question, and she froze trying to recall what he asked. She was losing her normally cool and calm demeanor.
    Clearing her throat, she looked up into his eyes and embarrassingly asked him to repeat the question.
    “I asked if you were okay, honey.”
    “I’m fine. I just needed a few minutes to gather myself together.
    I’m sorry if I insulted your family. I would never hurt Sierra—”
    “I know that. No one said you insulted my family. Where did you get that idea from?” he asked, helping her to the sofa, then walking toward the small wet bar to pour them a drink. He came back a moment later.
    “I shouldn’t.”
    “No, I insist. I think we could both use one.” He smiled, then took a sip from his glass. She did the same with hers.

    36
    Dixie Lynn Dwyer
    She eyed him over the rim of the glass, trying to gauge his mood.
    Why was he being so calm and nice? Not that he ever treated her badly, but he seemed different.
    Something was seriously going on around here, and it appeared that she was clueless because she was human. God, she needed this job, and the thought of starting over caused a lump in her throat, and tears stung her eyes.
    Before she could hide her emotions, Jacob was standing in front of her.
    “Lexi, you’re so upset, and I can’t help but to have numerous questions. Sierra and you were best friends. She has spoken of you so often in the past that I’m shocked that you’re not making never-ending plans to do whatever it is best friends do.”
    Lexi wouldn’t look up at him, and then he knelt down in front of her. A moment later, she felt his fingertips beneath her chin coaxing her to look up and meet his gaze.
    “You’re scared, honey.”
    She stared at him wide-eyed. Damn it, she was not going to get busted. She was not going to put Sierra or Jacob or any of these…people…in harm’s way.
    Immediately, she stood up from the couch, placed her drink on the table, and turned her back on him. Staring out the enormous window overlooking the city, she feared her life was about to take a turn for the worse. All good things, all decent things come to an end.
    Happiness was never part of her past, and it certainly appeared that it would never be part of her