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resemblance now. Father and son standing side by side, she noticed how they both had the same square jaw and deep-set eyes, although Mr. Brenner’s eyes were more of a baby blue and nowhere near the ice color of Jack’s. One other difference was a bit more obvious, though. Where Mr. Brenner’s mouth wore a gentle, pleasant expression, his son’s smirk said he was a man who enjoyed pushing the envelope. Jack was going to be hell to work with.
    Double crud .
    “No, that’s absolutely fine,” she choked out. And it would be fine.
    If she had a lobotomy.
    “Good,” Mr. Brenner said with a nod. “I knew I could count on you. You’ll make a great team.” Then with a pointed look at his son, he turned around and disappeared back into his office.
    Jack stepped closer to her, making a tsk-tsk sound. “Gee, my ‘it’s going to be nice to work with you’ speech I had planned just seems awkward now.”
    She cut him a sharp look. “Please. I know you don’t like this any better than I do.”
    “That’s not necessarily true. We may not get along personally, but professionally I can admire many of your fine assets.”
    “Keep your eyes off my assets.”
    His simmering smile returned. “Touchy.”
    “You won’t be doing any of that, either.”
    He sighed and looked away, over her head. “You know, Sabrina, contrary to those newspaper and magazine articles you’ve read about me, I don’t have a one-track mind.”
    Sabrina wanted to retort with something childish and insulting, but figured she’d pressed her luck with him enough. Jack Brenner may not be her boss, but he was her boss’s son. And now, her business partner. Time to rise above her dislike. She would have to suck it up and play nice. But considering it was Monday morning and she hadn’t any caffeine yet, she allowed herself one last cheap parting shot.
    “As long as you remember that, playboy , we’ll get along just fine.”
    Then, not trusting herself in Jack’s presence any longer, she walked away in search of her sanity—and a good, strong cup of coffee.

Chapter Three
    With warring feelings of frustration and admiration, Jack watched Sabrina storm off. He had to hand it to her. No other person in this company would ever have the nerve to go toe-to-toe with him like that. Although, he didn’t have a good feeling about what that meant with regards to his partnership with her. His dad had to have made a huge mistake.
    The door to his father’s office opened again. “Sabrina, I—” Leonard Brenner looked up from the papers in his hand and frowned. “Oh. Where did Sabrina go?”
    Jack shrugged. “She mentioned something about coffee.”
    “Fine. Tell her I want to talk to her when she gets back.”
    “Dad, wait. Are you sure this is a good idea about Sabrina and me? Maybe she’d be better off staying as Chuck’s internal assistant?”
    Leonard pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and blew out an impatient breath. “No. Sabrina’s too good a worker for Chuck. I’d like to see how he functions without her. When I said you and she would make a good team, I meant it. She’s just the partner you need if you’re serious about doing well in this company.”
    Jack straightened. “I am. You know that.”
    “Good. Now’s the time to take a break from those late night parties and start spending those nights getting to know the territory. Sabrina can help you with that.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    Jack turned away and headed to his desk. Well, it looked as if he was stuck with Little Miss Perfect. Great. He supposed he could put their mutual dislike aside and work it out with her. After all, he was a professional and had always thought Sabrina was quick and smart. She definitely had ample in the spunk department. And—if he was being completely honest with himself—she wasn’t hard to look at, either.
    Sure, he could admit Sabrina was pretty in a natural kind of way, if you were a sucker for that soft blue, sloe-eyed look, or happen to