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how handsome he was. Giving herself a mental shake, she forced herself to remember that he was her boss. Perhaps it was time she started thinking about dating, and preferably not someone who could fire her if things didn't work out, she thought.
    “Let me walk you to your car then,” his tone was a little more curt than he intended, but this girl was really having an effect on him and the last thing he needed was someone like her in his life at the moment.
     
    Trying to keep the hurt look off her face at his tone of voice, she forced herself to smile and followed him as he made a quick walk to the door. It was pretty apparent that he wanted to get rid of her as quickly as possible, he was moving that fast. Trying to keep up with him was a chore and she was breathless as they made it downstairs.
    “Where did you park?” he questioned abruptly, while smiling at the customers that waved or spoke to him as they made it back downstairs. The sooner he got her to the car, the better, he thought as his control was starting to fade again.
    “Across the street in front,” she told him, needing to get away before her emotions got the best of her. Knowing that he wanted her out of the club hurt her feelings more than she cared to admit. They walked out into the humid night air, with many eyes now following their movements. She could see the curiosity in their glances when the customers noticed them together. Lowering her gaze to the floor, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, but couldn't put a finger on why she cared what they thought.
    “From now on park in back in the employees parking area,” he pointed to the sign on the side of the building, “we have security cameras set up to monitor the vehicles there.” The thought of anyone daring to hurt her made him angry and he walked faster. Whatever spell this girl was putting on him, he was determined to ignore it.
    She unlocked the door to her SUV as they arrived, and threw her bag in the passenger seat. She knew that she needed to get out of here quickly, but the thought of leaving him, physically made her heart ache. Unable to stop herself she turned to stare at him.
    He looked in the backseat and then gave her his attention again. “I’ll see you tomorrow night,” he squeezed her hand and let it go quickly. If she looked at him with that longing look in her eyes again, he wouldn't be responsible for his actions.
    “Thank you,” she whispered to him as she got in the car. Sliding on her seatbelt, she started the car before finding his eyes again. Stop staring at him, she warned herself knowing how foolish he would find her thoughts. He was her boss, and that's where she was determined to make it end.
    “Make me glad I did it,” he gave a small nod and shut the door. She needed to leave now. There was no way he would allow himself to take from her what he desired. His employees were under his protection. As she drove off he was torn between relief, and a need for something he refused to name.
    The strange feelings he made her feel lifted as she made her way back home. It was really odd because she was happy about not having to worry about getting kicked out of her apartment, but there was also this feeling that she'd escaped some horrible fate. Turning on the radio, she shook off the feeling and decided that this was New Orleans, things were always different here.
     
    Walking into her small, dingy flat she was happy that even this place seemed a little brighter tonight. She took a quick shower and found herself singing. If she made enough money at the club, she could afford a small flat somewhere else. That was enough to keep her spirits high. Perhaps even a place with her own little living room and a view besides looking over the trashcans outside, she thought to herself with a grin.
    Her frame of mind was greatly improved from early this afternoon. Stepping out of the shower she dried off quickly and did her bedtime ritual of brushing her hair and teeth, and scrubbing