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 If you came to work with me, you wouldn t feel the need to be so& uptight, he
told her, his scratchy voice deepening as he took a step closer to her.
 What makes you think, uh hum, she started and had to stop to clear her throat
from the sudden restriction before she could go on.  What makes you think that I m
uptight? she finished, taking an involuntary step back when he reached one of his big
hands out, as though to touch her.
She felt foolish when he simply removed the copy of the contract from her nerveless
fingers. But the small contact from his fingers on hers was electric. She felt like a heroine
in one of her spicy romances she secretly read, but she could almost felt a strange burn
with the contact.
She needed to get out more and date real men. She d definitely, definitely, been
reading too many erotic e-books.
It s where she d been getting her  fix as of late.
 All those buttoned-up collars that you sport, all those stuffy navy blue
suits& definitely uptight, he mocked gently.  Don t you ever just want let go, Renita?
he all but whispered, surprisingly enticing her with his low-talking barrage.
She had to move away from him.
 I have no need to  let go Mr. Holt& 
 After a year of working together, don t you think you could call me by my first
name? When she only stared at him, from across the room where she d made her
escape, he continued,  Come on, Renita&  he drawled her name.  Say it. Say my name.
Don t be scared. I won t bite.
The way that he asked her to call him by his first name, promising not to bite her,
made her treacherous carnal mind come up with images of her calling him Gaynor in a
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totally different setting than the office. And her welcoming his bite. Wherever.
Wherever.
She wondered if he knew the effect he was having on her.
Not only did she feel her face heat, she felt her neck, breasts, torso, legs and her toes
all catch fire from the look on his handsome, scruffy face and the way he was, staring at
her.
The look on his face confirmed to her that he knew exactly what he was saying.
 I m not afraid of anything, or anyone, Gaynor, and I think I ll pass on the offer,
she said, straightening her back and secured the top buttons of her silk blouse. She
caught the flash of amusement and something more in his eyes before he closed down
any telling expression.
 As I said, I m happy where I am, but thank you, she said and accepted the signed
copy of the contract and filed it away before she turned back to the investigator.
 Well, the invitation is there. Think about it, he said.
She said nothing more as she gathered her things in preparation of leaving for the
day. Work with Gaynor Holt and have to see his strangely appealing gruff behind
everyday? No way, she thought with an inward laugh.
She d stay right where she was, working at the very prestigious law firm that her
parents had pulled several strings for her to get. One that had been willing to overlook
her juvenile records, records that to the high-powered attorneys would not have
remained sealed.
She had no intention of disappointing her parents again.
No matter how appealing the thought of working with him seemed to be, she thought, as
she slid him a sideways glance from beneath lowered lids.
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Chapter Eleven
Greg took a cursory glance around the dark-lit club, searching for Liza. He smiled
when he caught site of his wife s dark head bob slightly up and down as she listened to
the soulful strains from the live band. He threaded his way through the small tables
until he made it to her side.
 Hi, sweetheart& sorry I m late, he raised his voice so that she could hear him over
the music.
 That s okay, you re not too late. I went ahead and ordered an appetizer for us, she
told him, accepting his light kiss.
Greg sat down in the maroon leather chair and looked around the club. It was
already busy.
Although it was Wednesday, the club was quickly filling with an eclectic group,
ranging from those dressed in business attire, to those dressed more casually in slacks
or jeans. Rigby s was one of the few clubs in Stanton that featured a live band five days
a week. The band that was currently playing was a favorite for him and Liza. No sooner
had he sat in his seat, than they announced they d be taking a small break.
 That s fine, baby. How was your day? he asked, as he took her in from head to
toe. She was gorgeous.
As usual Liza was beautifully dressed, without a hair out of place. Immaculate.
Sometimes, he just wanted to mess her up.
He longed to throw her down right where they were and kiss her senseless, just to
see her  oh so well put together self, flustered& and completely, thoroughly& messed
up.
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The thought alone turned him on. Probably because he could imagine how
embarrassed she d be and how sexy she d look. Totally out of control. He couldn t
imagine his wife letting go enough to do anything so public.
He linked his fingers with hers across the small, candlelit table. The sting of their
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