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a white rose across her plate, just as the night before. She waited for her client, knowing she would see Joel’s dark head come into the restaurant soon enough. Her breath caught when she saw him. He was so magnificently sexy, and she knew the strength in that body, knew what he could do with those hips. Watching him now stalk toward her was so different than it had been when she’d seen him the first time. Now she saw him as a lover, and she wanted him again.
    That quick, her body was on fire for him. She wanted the restaurant to disappear, for the people to be nonexistent. She wanted him to take her in his arms and kiss her within an inch of her life. She wanted so much, and yet she sat there, legs crossed under the table, watching as he came closer. He never looked away. Even as he weaved through people, shook hands here and there. He slid into the chair across from her, signaling for a waiter, all without saying a word. When the waiter arrived, he asked for a bottle of wine and ordered their food. Finally he spoke to her.
    “Natalie,” was all he said, and she felt his liquid voice pool inside her.
    “Joel,” she whispered back, and the gleam in his eye told her that he must have been thinking the same as her.
    “Well that answers that question,” he said then.
    “And what’s that?”
    “Was it me or the money you wanted? No woman looks at a man like that when it’s only money. It’s impossible,” he said with a smile, taking the sting out of his words.
    “You would be correct,” she said, laughing.
    “Shall we eat? Business before pleasure and all that.” He laughed, and she joined him. She felt pretty free in this moment.

Chapter Eight
    “The food was amazing,” Sam said with an appreciative sigh.
    “I’ve had better,” Joel commented, looking pointedly at her, and she colored. Man, but the man could make her blush.
    “Where do we go from here?” she asked.
    “I have a thought, and I’ve been wondering what you would think of it.”
    “I’m all ears.”
    “I have to go back home tonight, business. I can’t stay away from it very long. I have to be there to run the daily operations. I’m not exactly wanting to leave you tonight. I propose that you come to stay the month with me. I’ll make it worth your while.”
    “A month? I have a job, you know,” she said then, without thinking.
    “You mean your clients? I’ll pay you two hundred and fifty thousand dollars for the month. That will more than make up for your other clients, won’t it?”
    There was something in his eyes, something that filtered over his face, but she couldn’t read what it was. Sam had some vacation time stored up at work. She was a bit of a workaholic, and she didn’t have any clients until a temporary duty assignment, or TDY, trip for some Army soldiers scheduled a month or so from now. She could feasibly take the time off. She’d be getting paid more than her yearly salary for the one month alone. She couldn’t really say no to that, but how could she rationalize staying a month with Joel? A month?
    “A whole month?”
    “Yes. I may be gone during the day, but you’ll have me every night, this I promise you. During the day, to make up for your change, I’ll take care of all of your living expenses. You can go to the spa, enjoy shopping, take time to relax on my estate, whatever you want to do during the day. But your nights are mine.”
    She must be crazy, because she was definitely thinking about taking Joel up on his offer. What was a month with one of the sexiest men she’d ever seen, having him every night, and still making two hundred and fifty thousand dollars? A fantasy. That was what he was offering. A chance to be the woman who, before he’d entered, she’d been thinking about becoming. Maybe she could refine it on him and have fun in the process. She could take this leap, have this month. It would be her memory, her thoughts for when the nights grew cold and she was all alone. She could