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is your buyer?” I asked, making notes.
    “As of this moment in time, yes.”
    “Is he purchasing the business or just the building?”
    He cocked his head. “Well all of it, of course. We own the building as well as the name. He can change the name if he wants, once he owns it, but that’s none of my concern.”
    “Of course it’s not,” I mumbled.
    “What?” he asked, leaning towards me and resting his sexy arms on his muscled legs. His tanned hands were perfectly manicured, which made me wonder if he had regular spa days scheduled.
    I refused to look at him from under my bangs. I was still trying to process the fact that I had to deal with him for six more months.
    “You know, Katie. What happened in Hawaii isn’t what you think happened.”
    I slammed my pen down on the folder, my angry glare meeting his beautiful green eyes. “You called me thick-waisted and deceptive, after you got my clothes off. But please, tell me what you think happened.”
    He grimaced when I threw the words back at him. Maybe he was finally seeing it from my eyes. “Okay, I’ll admit that wasn’t the best choice of words, but when I realized just how drunk you were I couldn’t take advantage of you. I tried saying no, but you kept saying yes.”
    “So you insulted me? You were the one to invite me up to your room!”
    He held up his hands to calm me. “I know I did, but you couldn’t tell me if you were on birth control. I didn’t have anything in my room, so I couldn’t let it go too far.”
    “So you insulted me to get my big heifer body off you.”
    He jumped up and leaned on my desk. “For the record, I never called you a heifer. I never said being thick-waisted was bad, either. I happen to like a woman who isn’t all bones. You just took it as an insult.”
    I threw my head back and laughed, “Gee, I wonder why. Maybe because immediately after you said it, you put all my clothes back on and nearly pushed me down the stairs to get me away from you.”
    He nodded. “Yeah. I did. I had to get you out of my room quickly if I stood any chance of letting you leave without ravishing your body first. There I said it!” He threw his hands out to his sides before letting them fall again. “I wanted you like I’ve never wanted another woman in my life, but I wasn’t about to take advantage of someone who didn’t have the wherewithal to make that decision for herself.” He lowered his voice and looked at me under the rim of his glasses. “Add to it you were a virgin, or at least you told me you were a virgin, and I came to my senses. I couldn’t let you give yourself to someone on a whim when you were that drunk.”
    “I wasn’t that drunk,” I huffed, crossing my arms across my chest.
    “Yes, you were. You were six sheets to the wind.”
    “The saying is three sheets to the wind.”
    “Exactly. You were that drunk. I don’t have sex with drunken women who can’t remember important details about their health.”
    I scratched my temple. “I couldn’t?”
    He shook his head, “You couldn’t tell me how old you were, much less anything else.”
    “I’m twenty-seven and yes, I have taken care of birth control.”
    He motioned around the room and then slipped his hand back in his pocket. “Well, thanks. That’s good to know, now.”
    I leaned back in my chair and looked anywhere but at him. “I’ve believed for the past eleven months that my body disgusted you.”
    He shook his head and looked to the ceiling, bouncing on his toes. “Oh, so not the case. Your body has haunted my dreams for the last eleven months. I was beginning to think I would never see you again, but here we are.”
    I felt liquid warmth run through me when I heard his words. I’ve haunted his dreams the last few months? While I was angry with him, he was imagining me naked under him. I scoffed. Okay, that might be taking it a little too far.
    “For the record, I didn’t just tell you I was a virgin, I was a virgin.”
    “Are you