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dancing?”
    “I want to feel you against me.”
    “Stop that.” She stepped away from him. “You can’t…you shouldn’t be touching me like that.”
    He smirked at her. “Tell me you don’t like it and I’ll stop.”
    “I-I…” She turned, picked up her drink and took a sip. She cleared her throat. “I can’t feel any way about you, other than how I would feel about a brother.”
    Shane moved her closer to him. “Are you sure that is the only way you can feel about me, Danielle?” He put his forehead to hers.
    “Shane, stop it,” she whimpered.
    He looked around them at the other couples in the VIP dancing. “Come with me,” he said taking her hand.
    “Wait, where are we going?” she asked before draining the last of her drink and leaving the glass on the table.
    “I want to show you my office.”
    This can only mean trouble, she thought as he guided her out of the room.
    * * * *
    Shane’s and Jason’s offices were above the club on the second floor. “I can see them, but they can’t see me?” she asked him, looking out over the dance floor. They could see everything happening below.
    “That’s right. The walls are double-sided mirrors, much like the mirrors we use in interrogation rooms. Everyone standing on the outside, looking in, only see their reflection,” he explained. “Jason’s office is next door, set up the same as this office.”
    “This is very nice. It seems very cozy and private.” She turned to look at him. “How often do you bring girls up here to party, Officer Matthews?” She raised a brow at him. He joined her where she stood.
    “Not often,” he said with all seriousness. He caught her gaze with his. She looked away first.
    Ten years ago, if Shane looked at her, she would have had no problems telling him to go away. The way he looked at her now made her want to cream herself on the spot. She had to get away from him. She needed distance. He wasn’t moving, so she had to do it herself.
    “May I?” She pointed to a sofa on the opposite side of the room.
    “Please, make yourself comfortable. So, tell me, what brings you back home?”
    “Hmm?” she asked, turning to him before she could reach the couch.
    “Well, you are back from New York. One might wonder why, when you haven’t been home in a long, long time.”
    “Maybe that is the reason,” she answered. “Do I need to explain?”
    “Simple question, Dani. No need to get upset.” He closed the distance again. This time an arm wrapped around her waist before she had time to think or stop it.
    “W-what are you doing?” She knew as the words left her mouth she’d failed to hide just how much he affected her.
    Shane grinned slowly, illuminating his handsome face. “I told you we have unfinished business.”
    “There is nothing…between us.” She could feel her cheeks growing warm as his blue-gray eyes dropped to her lips. She knew exactly what he had in mind and that scared her, because she was thinking about the same thing.
    “You see, that is where you’re wrong. I’m not the pesky, little kid that used to bug the shit out of you. I have changed a lot since then. I hoped that you would notice.”
    The beating of her heart and the heat of his gaze was every indication that she noticed just fine. He firmly pressed her lower back with his hand, inching her lower front closer to him. He pressed his hard length against her belly letting her know how he felt. Her gaze lowered to his lips. “What are we doing?” she asked, voice shaking.
    What is wrong with you, girl. This is Shane.
    “Tell me what you want, Danielle.” His lips were just a breath away from hers. She searched his eyes, filled with lust, admiration, and pure want for her. Oh, what the hell. She wrapped both of her hands around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.
    She thought she would have control of the situation. She went into the kiss confident that she did, but she couldn’t have been more wrong. Need took over the minute