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against me. He was making a point. He and I were similar in an important way. We both had experienced terrible heartache. We were both broken souls that had every reason to give up looking for love. And yet somehow we had found each other.
    It occurred to me that I didn’t care if Luke was a divorcé on the rebound. I didn’t care that I had only known him for a few hours. The only thing I cared about was how good it felt to be around him and how when he smiled at me, I couldn’t help but smile back.
    “How long are we doing to stay here?” I asked, my heart starting to race.
    “As long as it takes,” came his easy reply.
    “To do what?”
    Luke didn’t answer for a long time. His unblinking eyes stared into mine as he contemplated the answer. “To convince you to come back to my place tonight.”
    His words were so bold that I was caught off guard. I sucked in a breath and my hand tightened around my scotch glass. As surprised as I was by his invitation, I was even more surprised when I said, “Let’s go.”

 
     
     
    CHAPTER FOUR
    I would like to start by saying that I am not a one-night stand type of girl. I wasn’t even like that in college when it was still at least mildly acceptable to be that type of girl. So when I agreed to go home with Luke, it was completely against my nature. As I waited in the lobby while Luke chatted with the doorman, I felt anxious and self-conscious. But I also felt completely liberated.
    “What was that about?” I asked when he returned. He put his hand on my back and steered me toward the elevators.
    “Just asking about his kids.” Luke led me past the main bank of elevators and turned the corner. I stared suspiciously at the single elevator door in front of me. He noticed my doubt as he used his key card to call the elevator. He said, “This elevator leads directly to my condo.”
    “Of course. You have the penthouse?” I turned away so he wouldn’t see me rolling my eyes. I really had no room to judge considering I was contemplating having sex with him in his penthouse tonight.
    “I got a good deal.” He didn’t sound particularly defensive. “It has a great view of the lake.”
    “I’m sure it does.” The door slid open silently and Luke stepped inside. I tried to follow, but my feet didn’t want to cooperate.
    “Cold feet?” he asked with a sly smile. “I promise I won’t bite. Unless you want me to.”
    “It’s a good thing you are rich,” I said as I finally got my feet to move forward. “Your personality could use some work.”
    “Surprisingly, you’re not the first woman to tell me that.”
    The penthouse elevator was spacious, but somehow Luke and I ended up standing close enough that his arm brushed against mine. My inner bad girl thought about tackling him right then. He was rich, smug, and overly confident- exactly the type of guy I usually couldn’t stand to look at, much less go home with. But when it came to Luke Donovan, the rules didn’t seem to apply.
    “Your ego hasn’t seemed to suffer,” I commented as the doors opened and the penthouse suite was revealed. My first thought was that Luke was right- it did have an amazing view of the lake.
    “Come inside.” Luke slipped off his suit jacket and tossed it on the nearest chair. “Take a look around. The balcony is through the bedroom.” He loosened his tie as he checked his phone. “I just need to make a quick call.”
    “Sure.” As impressive as the floor to ceiling windows were in the main room, the bedroom was even better. The over-sized bed in the middle of the room was beyond inviting. I imagined the thread count of the sheets to be somewhere in the high thousands. I ran my hand over the silk comforter and listened to Luke’s faint voice in the background.
    “Make sure I have the contract on my desk first thing Monday morning. If we’re going to work with Mr. Simpson, I want all of this in writing.” Luke sounded even more confident talking business than he did