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Like agree to work for him. Or admit I was attracted to him. Or tell him just how fast I came to the thought of him inside me.

My legs were jelly by the time the elevator doors closed, and I crumpled against the mirrored wall as a sigh blew through my lips.

I promised myself that next time he contacted me, I wouldn’t answer. I promised myself I’d block his number.

Ha. Yeah, right.

Eight days later, I broke my promise.

FIVE

CALLUM

CALLUM

I just sent through details for an upcoming trip I need to take with two employees. Let me know when the arrangements are ready for me to review.

DEENA

I got it. Before I start working on this, you should know that my fee has doubled.

CALLUM

Why?

DEENA

Because you annoy me and I’m trying to make you go away.

I huffedwhere I sat in my bed, rereading her message as my fingers hovered over the screen. Night blanketed the city, and I’d left my curtains open so I could look out over the glittering lights of the buildings and the dark, inky water beyond. I hadn’t seen Deena in a little over a week—not since she’d blushedso prettily in my office. I missed her, which was ridiculous. It wasn’therI missed, obviously. It was the feeling she gave me, that thrill of chasing and needing and wanting.

Leaning against my headboard, I typed.

CALLUM

Charge what you want, Deena.

Seconds stretched into minutes, and I picked up my phone half a dozen times before finally snorting at myself. I was acting like a fool. She was doing a job for me. Nothing more.

But I still snatched the device up from the nightstand when it buzzed.

DEENA

Provisional itinerary sent along with my invoice. Due on receipt.

Sure enough, an email was waiting for me with two attachments. I reviewed them and paid her invoice. Then I picked up my phone again.

CALLUM

Work for me.

This time, her reply was nearly instantaneous.

DEENA

No.

CALLUM