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“This is a business,” Adam said, his voice cold and clipped.“You can’t talk about the female employees like that. You can’t play games ormake bets or objectify them. Jesus, Jack!”

“Okay. Okay,” Jack muttered. He tossed his trash in the canand skulked from the room. The others, warily sidestepping Adam, followed inhis wake.

The only one left was Sara. “No worries,” she said as shecollected the detritus of her lunch. “Katherine would never succumb to thoselosers.” She winked. “Katherine’s got much better taste.”

Damn straight, Adam thought. But something gnawed athis gut. He quickly recognized what it was.

The younger men had been mooning over the change inKatherine’s demeanor since her return from Vegas, most specifically the undonesecond button on her blouse. Trouble was, he was the one who’d orderedher to undo that button. He had wanted to stare at her across thehallway, marinating in sexual tension for the rest of the day, because hewas the one who had plans for her come five o’clock.

And—son of a bitch—the other little pissants in the officehad noticed.

After he’d assured her no one would notice, they’d noticed.

The little pissants.

Adam frowned. Evidently he was going to have to change histactics with her. He was going to have to go underground with his seductions.

And Kat?

She was going to have to go underground with him.

“Oh, and Sara?”

“Yes?”

“Better have Shannon schedule that training.”

Chapter Eleven

SAVAGE: I need to see you tonight. Are you free for dinner?

Katherine glanced across the hall and smiled dreamily. Hewas so handsome, sitting there in his office with his hair all mussed up andhis expression steamy.

I need to see you tonight, he’d said. Not I wantto or I’d like to. I need to. How…scintillating.

WILDKAT: Of course.

SAVAGE: Would you wear what I ask?

She shivered deep down inside. Her breath hitched in herthroat.

WILDKAT: Yes.

His grin was beyond wicked. He stood resolutely. Closing hislaptop and grabbing his jacket, he stepped into the hall.

Her view was obscured as Tristan stepped between them. Heglanced at Adam’s jacket and frowned. “Where are you going?”

“I, um, have an errand to run.”

“Okay.” Tristan frowned at the printout in his hands. “Iguess we can go over the Capillon figures later.”

“Yeah.” Adam slipped on his jacket. “Let’s do that.”

Still staring at the spreadsheet, Tristan meandered back tohis office, muttering to himself. As soon as he was out of sight, Adam duckedhis head into Katherine’s office.

“I’ll see you tonight.” His eyes drifted lazily over her andshe felt the unreasonable urge to fix her hair or straighten her jacketor…something.

His eyes settled on the top of her blouse, the two buttonshe’d coerced her to undo. Katherine’s mouth watered at his expression. It hadfelt awfully naughty to do that but arousing as well. She’d been twitchy allafternoon because of it. Knowing he was ogling her, thinking about her.