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    Alone with him in her cubicle, she froze, unable to form a coherent thought. After a deep breath, her heart jumped back to life, pumping faster than ever. Luke Jones had more or less invited her to dinner Friday night. What am I going to wear? Oh God, I have to shave.
     
    Luke hesitated to take a step forward. Everyone had left them alone, but Rachel remained backed into the corner, her cheeks a vibrant shade of pink. She stared at him, wide-eyed, like he was a predator going in for the kill. Is she afraid of me?
    He held out his hand. Will she take it, or is it time to admit she will never be mine?
    A spark of electricity shot through his body, and he groaned. Her fingers grazed across the tips of his. Grasping his hand, she stood, but still remained silent.
    When she was upset, he ached for her. The emotions she gave off now were different, a little fear and something else, a tingling sensation he felt in his groin.
    “So, will you have dinner with me?” He braced for her rejection.
    Still holding onto him, she swallowed. “Dinner?”
    “Yes, Friday night.” He clenched his jaw, the wait for her answer excruciatingly long.
    “I…”
    Here came the rejection. “If you don’t want to, that’s fine. I just thought I’d save you from Mrs. Norris.”
    Her grip tightened before she released his fingers. “Sorry, I’d love to have dinner with you. It’s just….”
    She doesn’t date aliens. Of course. Who would?
    “I’m not into the whole one-night stand thing.”
    Shit. She’d seen the women leaving his house. How could she not with all the commotion they made? How could he prove to her he only wanted her? No one but her. If only she would give him a chance.
    He tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear, and she didn’t flinch. “I promise I’m after more than one night with you.”
    Chewing on her bottom lip, she drove him crazy with anticipation. He needed to know.
    Finally, she smiled, a playful gleam in her eyes. “Okay, where would you like me to meet you?”
    “I’ll pick you up.” He clenched his fists to contain his excitement. If they weren’t in the bank, he would have wrapped his arms around her and spun her in circles.
    Her eyes grew wide, terror all over her face. “But, what should I wear?”
    He grinned, picturing her naked as he’d seen her at her bedroom window. “Anything you want.”
    A throat cleared behind him. “Rachel, Mr. and Mrs. Smith are here.”
    Her expression sobered. “Thank you, sir. I’ll only be a moment.”
    Luke turned his head to ensure the other man had left before he leaned in to kiss her cheek. “I look forward to our date on Friday.”
    He left without waiting for her reaction. She said yes! Now, he had to keep himself calm until Friday arrived, and hope she didn’t back out. He’d planned to take the rest of the day off, but not now. If he finished installing the cupboards for Mr. Murphy, he would have the entire weekend free. Plus, he needed something to occupy his mind so it would stop sending his dick ideas.
     
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    “Holy mother of God.” Christine rushed into her office and plopped down in a chair. “Luke Jones asked you out.”
    “Yes,” she squealed. She wanted to jump up and down, to whoop and release everything she’d held in while helping the Smiths to renew their mortgage, but the bank was jam-packed with people.
    Doubt pushed her excitement aside. “What am I supposed to wear? I‘m not like any of the women he’s ever invited over to his house.”
    “Exactly.” Christine leaned across her desk. “And they only lasted one night. Maybe he’s ready to settle down.”
    Then she remembered the woman who’d left his house in the middle of the night just over a week ago. Her stomach clenched.
    But this past weekend, there had been no one. And Luke had come to her rescue again. “Maybe.”
    “Either way, you don’t want to pass on this opportunity. I have to know what he’s like in bed, whether or not he’s