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with both of them. Curiosity had got the better of her and she wanted to know more about their relationship. She could always leave, if it got to be too much. She could claim it was inappropriate to socialize with fellow employees, if she felt too uncomfortable. Her body flared again as the images and sensations she had experienced in their presence flashed through her mind. That alone was a huge turn on. Then there was the fact that Owen Clifford was the most demanding, compelling man she’d ever met. “Yes I have decided. I’m nervous, I guess.”
    “Relax. Enjoy the date and let me know how it goes.”
    Monica was about to hang up, but there was something else she had to know. “Oh, I tried ringing Holly and her phone is off. I got an old feeling about it.”
    “Yes. Her phone is off because she’s in hospital.”
    Monica sat bolt upright, her fingers clutching at the edge of the desk. “Is she okay?”
    “Don’t fret, she’s fine. Her neighbour was involved in a car accident and she was first on the scene.”
    “How awful. Is the neighbour okay?”
    “Yes, he’s going to pull through but there was this one old thing…I wasn’t going to say anything about as you have a date, but apparently she looked after this guy until the ambulance arrived. She called earlier and said that since it happened she’s formed some sort of intense psychic link with him. Even while she was waiting in the corridor at the hospital, she could see and feel everything that was being done to him, you know, the tests and stuff.”
    Monica frowned. “Crikey, how weird is that?”
    “I know!” Faye responded. Their middle sister, Holly, was the least psychic of them all. She was able to make future predictions and picked up on moods quickly, but unlike them she never had a specific talent. This was news indeed.
    “I’ll keep in touch with Holly,” Faye assured her. “You go and enjoy your date and we’ll talk tomorrow.”
    The chat had brought Monica back to earth with a thud, and she stood up and readied for the meet. It was a hospitality thing that was all. She mustn’t read too much into it.
    When she arrived at the Byron Bar, however, she saw Alec standing there on his own and with an expectant look on his face. She burned up with self-awareness. He had lost his tie and jacket and his shirt was open, giving her a look at his strong collarbone. There was a drink at his elbow and his eyes lit as she walked over to him.

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    He grasped her hand and drew it to his lips, kissing the back of it briefly. “Monica, what can I get you?”
    That this was a date and not a work function was screamingly obvious. She pulled away quickly, but not quick enough—not before she felt hot lust pump from his skin to hers.
    “I’ll have one of those.”
    He signalled the bar man. “Another G & T over here, please.”
    Jake, the barman, nodded at her as he reached for a glass. “Ms Evans.”
    She was glad she’d kept her suit on. It made it clear she was working, at least to the other staff. Nodding at Jake, she mustered him a smile.
    When she glanced at Alec, he was watching her with an appreciative look in his eyes.
    “So,” she said, suddenly self-conscious under his close inspection, “how long have you been working for Mr Clifford.”
    “He won’t be happy if you keep calling him Mister.”
    She shrugged. “I was brought up well.”
    He smiled. “I can tell.” He signed the bar tab before he continued. “I started working for Owen about two years ago. It soon grew into something far beyond a working relationship though.”
    Monica blinked. Had he really just put that out there?
    “Over the last year we’ve become…well, inseparable, I suppose you could say.”
    Monica swayed, her legs growing weak under her. “Why are you telling me this?”
    Alec watched her reactions closely. Everything about him was level and controlled.
    He was so sure of himself. “Because you are going to dine with us, and we believe in