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hand along her cheek. It was a gentle touch with more physical impact than if he’d shoved those same gorgeous fingers inside her empty pussy.
    “The evidence is indisputable. Surprise lasts for a few seconds at most. You let me kiss you for several minutes.”
    Freaking lawyers.
    Time to retreat. Regroup.
    “Whatever.” Christ. That was it? That was her big, witty comeback? She needed to get her head screwed on straight because she was definitely losing her edge.
    Stepping to the side, she walked around him toward the door. Once again, she was disappointed when he didn’t try to stop her. Jesus. This was bad. Really bad.
    She reached for the knob at the exact moment Marc’s hand landed on the door, holding it closed. Her body shifted into overdrive at the power play. Since when was she turned on by shit like this? Usually she was the aggressor in her relationships, the top dog.
    She spun to face Marc, refusing to let him think she was weak. “Careful, counselor. I’m still mad at you for your false accusations toward my dad and, despite my earlier surprise, I think you may find me way out of your league.” She tried to sound intimidating, unafraid, but she feared she fell short of the mark.
    Especially when Marc leaned forward. Sophie thought he was going to kiss her again. Her eyes actually started to drift shut in anticipation, but at the last minute he changed direction until his lips landed beside her ear. She tried to repress the shiver of charged excitement caused by his hot breath on her face. She was only half successful and could picture Marc smirking at her primal response.
    “Don’t worry about me, princess. I know exactly what the outcome of this case will be. But by all means, keep proclaiming innocence if you want to. I like a challenge.” He followed up his taunt with a sharp nip to her earlobe that should have infuriated her, but instead shot through her like molten lava.
    She sucked in a deep breath, searching for a rebuttal. Her brain had gone on permanent vacation. Instead of speaking, she pushed him away with more force than was necessary and left the closet.
    She reached the ballroom before she realized she’d forgotten the flyers.
    And once again, she’d let him get the last word.
    * * * * *
     
    Marc watched Sophie work the crowd, moving from table to table with grace and charm as she made certain each of the attendees had everything they needed to ensure they’d be not only happy, but generous as the evening progressed. He’d teased her about her job as a party planner, but he had to admit she had a flair for it. Not to mention the fact she was putting her talents to good use, raising money tonight for a cause that was quite close to his heart.
    All his preconceived notions about the type of woman Sophie was were being destroyed, one after another.
    After running into Ms. Kennedy outside his office last week, he’d done a bit of research on her.
    His gut reaction when she’d plowed into him had been immediate suspicion. He wouldn’t put it past Jasper Kennedy to use anything or anyone to achieve his goal of acquiring the community center property. Its location in the city made it a prime piece of real estate.
    He had to hand it to Jasper. The man had connections to everyone. The meeting in the judge’s chambers last week was a testament to that. It had been hastily arranged—the day before a holiday —no doubt to thwart the board of trustees’ intention to fight against the sale of the center. As a result, Marc had been forced to stay up all night preparing the documents needed to give them time to raise the funds to make the building improvements.
    Finding Sophie Kennedy outside his door just minutes before he’d been preparing to battle her father’s lawyers had seemed far too coincidental.
    However, fate had a perverse sense of humor. Especially when he’d discovered he had Sophie’s phone. Sharing a drink with her at Books and Brew had at least convinced him Jasper