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meeting!” She gave a little wave, did an about face, and walked back in the direction of her reception desk. Hopefully, she’d get there by lunch.
    “What the hell are we doing here?” I asked Colin and Martin. The fear I thought I’d contained came back with a vengeance. This was crazy. This Braydon guy ran an empire. Why would he have an interest in us? We’re small fries compared to the businesses he takes on. My earlier optimism seemed to have dried up.
    Martin’s shoulders slumped. Oh no, I didn’t mean to be a downer. I thought the grandeur of the building might have thrown us off our game.
    “Hey, don’t listen to me. These VCs are human just like us. They just happen to have more money. This building is…”
    Colin finished for me, “Crazy, freaking huge?” 
    A giggle escaped me, “Yeah. That sums it up.” Colin reached over to ruffle my hair. “Stop that!” I pulled away, glared at him, and proceeded to read my notes. I knew I had to get my pitch just right. We all had our parts, but I didn’t want to lose the funding because I hadn’t prepared properly.
    I was so involved in memorizing my speech, I didn’t notice when the room grew silent. Perfectly still. The atmosphere changed as well. It was lighthearted while we joked one minute then tense and silent the next. I felt the shift.
    I looked up to see what had changed, and I locked eyes with him . Holy Joseph. Good Lord. Sweet Jesus. Holy…I ran out of religious icons and decided to stop while I was ahead.
    I hadn’t prepared myself for Braydon Decker. I’d heard all the stories of women throwing themselves at him. I’d thought to myself they were stupid, frivolous women. Who would ever be tempted by that man-whore? What self-respecting woman would ever be attracted to someone like that? Me! That’s who. Dear God, I needed help…like, right now.
    He stood about six-foot-four. Slightly mussed, longish dark hair hit the perfect balance between wild and contained. Beautiful high cheekbones and the start of a sexy five o’clock shadow. Those were what I noticed first. He was stunning. I paused in that moment, torn between his two best features, trying to figure out which was more attractive, his eyes or his mouth. I’d always been a sucker for eyes that would crinkle when a man smiled or laughed. Staring intently at him now, I could see laugh lines, but I’d have to wait to see if his eyes did that crinkly thing when he came out of his piercing stare.
    Why was he staring at me like that? I dared my eyes to take in his mouth. Bad idea, because his lips looked kissable. Soft and full, they’d be almost considered feminine if everything else about him weren’t so rugged. He was all man. Gorgeous beyond description.
    He looked right at home surrounded by all the opulence. His suit was designer, tailored precisely to fit his muscular frame. Dark blue with a gray tie, my favorite combination.
    Everything from head to toe was my favorite, but I had to get past this if we were to secure funding. Business. Right. That was why we were here.
    After completing my top-to-bottom evaluation, he still hadn’t moved, or made a sound. He was still staring right at me. Oh, hell! Why? I turned toward Colin. I hoped he’d let me know if I had some leftover breakfast or something on my face. His eyes widened; he appeared just as clueless.
    Finally, the spell was broken when another man entered the room. He slapped Braydon on the shoulder and introduced himself to each of us. His name was Todd, and he seemed friendly. Why hadn’t Braydon introduced himself? He was still standing in the same position. Staring. At me. But why?
    He must think I’m a freak; that’s why he was staring. My face started to warm as I looked away. God, I wished I was invisible right now. The chairs that had felt plush and comfortable a minute ago now felt like metal bleachers as I squirmed. Time to face the music.
    “Mr. Decker, I presume?” I asked.
    He blinked, seemed to