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you
insist on knowing…”
    “ I do.”
    “ I collect elements from
the periodic table.”
    “ Huh? You mean that big
ass chart we all studied in science class?”
    “ That would be the
one.”
    “ That’s some dangerous
stuff you’re playing with, lady.”
    “ The periodic table is a
masterpiece of organized information. It’s set up by number. I’ve
worked my way through almost all of the metals.”
    “ Where do you get those
heavy hitters like Barium?”
    Vic was surprised he even remembered any of
the elements. He’d hated science in school. In fact, he hated
English and Math, too. About the only thing he did like was
History. He enjoyed learning about folks in other periods of
time.
    “ I don’t have Barium yet.
But there are websites that specialize in that type of stuff. Of
course, I don’t collect the radioactive elements.”
    “ Of course.”
    She narrowed her eyes.
“Well, you asked. What do you do for fun?”
    “ I write stories about
mythology. Dungeons and Dragons type of thing.”
    “ Wow. Are you
serious?”
    “ Hell no.” He chuckled at
the fact she’d fallen for his joke so easily.
    She frowned. “No fair. I told you my
secrets. You could at least tell me yours.”
    “ Collecting elements is a
secret?”
    “ I don’t share it with
everyone.”
    “ I can see
why.”
    Instead of giving Vic the saucy reply he’d
anticipated dodging, she said, “There it is. Up ahead on the right.
The Eden Roc Hotel.”
    Vic pulled into the circular drive of the
luxury hotel. The white high-rise jutted into the sky, each of its
floors lit up with the ocean as its backdrop. He’d heard of the
iconic Miami Beach hotel, but he’d never been inside. Couldn’t
afford anything on this grand scale. But then again, if he’d had a
woman of Ronnie Jones’ caliber in his bed, it might be worth
emptying his bank account.
    He navigated around the overzealous valet
attendants. “Here you are, my queen,” he imitated a fine English
butler accent. “I’ve dropped you off at the front of the palace. Or
did you want me to go around the back so no one could see us?”
    She let out an exasperated breath.
“Scientists must have isolated the cantankerous gene and saved it
all for you.”
    “ Nah,” he quipped. “I did
my college thesis on the subject.”
    “ Well, thank you for the
ride.”
    That would have been the end of it. Ronnie
Jones was supposed to get out of his Explorer and make a
fashionable entrance, never to grace his life with her presence
again. But she was locked in. She struggled with the door.
    “ So, you plan to kidnap me
now?” she asked.
    “ Dang. I forgot about the
childproof door.”
    Vic hopped out and went around to the back
passenger-side to let her out. Once again, he did the gentlemanly
thing and offered his hand. When one of her shapely legs stepped
out, he sucked in a breath. Ice Queen had transformed into a
temptress. A stunning black sequined dress dripping with elaborate
beadwork clung to every curve, replacing the dull pantsuit she’d
worn earlier. Loose tendrils of hair from the bun she’d quickly
fashioned and secured with a pair of blinged-out chopsticks framed
her lovely face.
    “ Wow!” He didn’t hold
back. “You look amazing.”
     
     
    Ronnie’s heart thumped in her chest. A
compliment from Vic Romano? If she was younger, she might have
blushed. It felt good to hear his words of praise; see the shock on
his face.
    His massive hand enveloped hers as he helped
her from the vehicle. The heat from his touch infiltrated her
senses, traveling like a jolt of electricity, and settling in the
pit of her stomach like a live current. He felt good. There was no
denying it. There was something warm and erotic about how he held
her hand—not like the cold way he’d shaken it days ago in her
office. This was personal, almost as though he was caressing her
palm.
    She glanced at him, and her knees nearly
buckled at the hungry look in his eyes. It was the look of a man
who