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it—Dani was leaving. What had possessed her to attempt this? Oh, yeah, desperation.
    Now the PA was standing in front of her. ‘Mr Carlisle will see you now.’
    Mr Carlisle. She swallowed, tried to quell the fluttering inside, told herself she had no need for nerves. But the moment before the door opened she had a second, a sliver of a second, when she thought she’d really rather die.
    She pushed through, went in and it happened as it had all the last week. The large hand gripped her heart and squeezed, stopping the beat for two seconds too long, while lower in her belly someone switched on the heater.
    He was in a suit. It was immaculate. He wasn’t smiling.
    But he was still brain-zappingly gorgeous and she was as bad as the thousand other women who fell at his feet—breathless, bedazzled. She tried to clear her mind of the clutter, to quell the hormones shrieking at her. Think Zen. Think power.
    â€˜Thanks, Kelly.’
    Dani heard the door click. So it was shut. So they were alone.
    He wasn’t behind his desk; instead he stood on her side of it, in the middle of the room. ‘My name is—’
    â€˜I know who you are.’
    Their eyes met. His face was expressionless. But she knew he was remembering the moment after the last time she’d said that, just as she was. That time the spark in his eye had surprised her. The oh-so-relaxed boss, the charming playboy, had looked bitter for a half-second. She’d spent all that night wondering why—in between reliving the heat.
    â€˜Please sit down.’ Quiet, firm and with that underlying note of authority.
    Her legs moved towards the chairs without her instruction—just following his order. She seemed to have swallowed her tongue. Every sentence, the whole spiel she’d rehearsed as she’d steamed her way over here, had fled fromher head. Mute, mindless, she was like some star-struck fan meeting her pin-up hottie in the flesh for the first time.
    And then she saw it.
    Every word, every angry thought, all of it came ripping back. She inhaled, trying to hold back enough to be able to tackle him with controlled fury rather than blind rage. Even so, she spat the words. ‘Enjoying it?’
    â€˜What?’
    â€˜Your little home movie.’ She pointed.
    They were plastered across the screen. Her legs around his waist. Their tongues so entwined it was a wonder they’d ever managed to pull themselves free.
    And he was watching it? Had spun the screen round so it was visible from right across the room?
    As if the HR woman had just come to give him his warning—she’d come for a laugh, more like. Dani nearly choked on the rage that reddened her vision. Her face was so hot she was probably casting a glow into outer space. But that was nothing on the churning mass of fire in her belly. ‘Why are you watching it?’
    He hadn’t known she was coming to see him. She’d only finally made her mind up as she’d walked past the building—had been regretting it all the five minutes since. She couldn’t believe the whole nightmare. ‘How did it happen?’
    â€˜What?’ He took the seat next to hers. ‘The kiss or the recording?’ His mouth lifted at one end in a small smile.
    She wasn’t in the mood for seeing any kind of funny side—he wasn’t going to defuse her with his attempt at good humour. ‘The recording.’
    â€˜There are security cameras in all the lifts. Someone saw us, clipped the footage and put it up. As I think you know, it’s been doing the rounds.’
    â€˜Yes, the viral video du jour ,’ she said bitterly. ‘Was it a joke? Did you set it up for fun?’
    â€˜Of course not.’ He went rigid. ‘I’m the CEO of a large finance company. I think I have better things to do with my time than indulge in stupid pranks like this.’
    He held her gaze a minute longer. Assessing. She withstood the scrutiny,