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name as he says it out loud. Is it possible to be turned on just by his voice alone?
    “Yes, it is. I’m going on a business trip with my boss for the week. I’m really excited because I’ve always wanted to visit London. It has such a rich history that’s always intrigued me.” Why did I tell him how long I’d be there? I need to pull myself together.
    “I do hope we can live up to your expectations then. It is a marvelous city. Tell me, what kind of business meetings are you going there for?” He clasps his hands neatly in his lap with each of his elbows placed gently on the arm rests. My gaze migrates to his hands and I can’t help but notice his body again. He has a body made for sin. I can just tell. My mouth goes dry and my thoughts go dirty with that notion.
    I clear my throat before I try to speak again. “I work for a consulting firm based out of Minneapolis. We’re meeting with a foundation in London that wants to expand its business interests into the United States.” I give him a slight smile as I’m drawn to the bright crystal blues of his eyes.
    He looks at me and studies my face. “Really? Minneapolis you say. That is a very long way to travel. I must say I do adore your accent. It’s very cute.” He unclasps his hands and puts a finger to his lip. My eyes drop to his mouth and I can’t help the involuntary shudder when his lips quirk up into an amused smile. Damn.
    “Thank you. I like your accent too.” Smooth Tessa. Nice comeback. Why am I so nervous around him? He’s just a stranger. Granted I’ve never seen a more perfect stranger in my life, but still. His laugh pulls me out of my thoughts and I can’t help but return the heart-stopping smile gracing his face.
    “Why thank you, love. So tell me, what do you do for the firm you work for? Are you one of the executives?” He looks straight into my eyes and I can only keep contact with them for a few seconds before I turn away. There’s something about the way he looks at me that has me extra fidgety around him and I’m confused by my body’s reaction.
    “Um, no. I’m just an assistant. My boss is one of the senior executives at our firm. I’m her right-hand man, er, woman I guess. I usually travel with her whenever she goes for long-distance meetings.”
    He’s staring at me, not saying anything, but I can feel his thoughts as his eyes dance around my face, pausing briefly at my lips before swinging up to meet my own. I’m not sure what it is he’s looking for, but he must find it because a smile brightens his face, making him even more arrestingly handsome than he already is.
    “I hope you don’t find this odd of me, but you have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen. They are rather fascinating I must say. I’ve never a shade of hazel such as yours,” he says softly. Our knees touch accidentally, but I don’t pull away, shocking myself. Instead I leave the small contact where it is, not pushing or pressing, but enjoying the tiny buzz that’s running through my system.
    Gathering up the courage that I know is somewhere deep inside me I glance up and smile into his kind eyes without blinking or shuttering away. “Um, thank you. I’m not sure how I got my hazel eyes because my father has brown and my mother has blue. I’ve always wanted my eyes to be green. Or at least I wanted them to be one color instead of both the brown and green,” I say, as I chew on my bottom lip. I don’t think that my eyes are that spectacular. Or any other part of me for that matter.
    “Well, I think they’re lovely. They fit your face just perfectly.”
    “Um, thank you.” His words roll around my head and all I can do is look into his smiling eyes.
    “I hope I’m not making you uncomfortable. That is not my intention at all.” He runs a hand through this thick hair before placing it back in his lap while looking at me, his brows furrowed and a slight frown marring his perfect face.
    “No, no of course not. It’s unexpected