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snagged a tortilla chip, then sat back in her chair and nibbled it. “He’s hated me since day one.”
    â€œYou don’t know that, either.”
    â€œPlease. He ignores me in meetings and practically runs the other way if he happens to see me in a hallway.”
    â€œHmm…” Isa smiled, took a sip of her drink and set it down again.
    â€œWhat’s that supposed to mean?”
    Her best friend shrugged and smiled. “Just hmm…”
    â€œThere’s more.”
    â€œI’m only thinking that maybe he’s not avoiding you because he hates you, but because he’s attracted to you.”
    Kyra choked on a piece of chip. Coughing wildly, she held up one hand, grabbed her margarita and took a gulp. Still choking, eyes watering, she stared at the other woman. “Are you nuts?”
    Laughing now, Isa shook her head and winked at a nearby man when he turned to look at her. Then, focusing on Kyra again, she said, “Sexual tension can erupt in the weirdest places.”
    Kyra felt a rush shoot straight through her. Herfriend’s words echoed over and over in her mind, and Kyra tried, desperately, to think about them objectively. But there was just no way.
    â€œThis isn’t about sexual tension,” she snapped, then winced and lowered her voice as she leaned across the table. “Trust me when I say neither one of us is feeling anything like that.”
    â€œUh-huh.”
    Disbelief rang in Isa’s tone, and Kyra didn’t know how to convince her friend. Especially when there was a slim, fragile, wispy, almost nonexistent thread of worry unspooling inside her. Fine. Garrett was gorgeous. And just maybe, under other, very different circumstances, there might have been something between them.
    In a different life.
    On a different planet.
    In another universe.
    Oh, boy.
    â€œI see that look,” Isa said with an air of triumph.
    â€œWhat look?”
    â€œThe look that says, ‘I might be interested.’”
    â€œI’m not.”
    â€œSure.”
    â€œAnd even if I were,” Kyra hedged, “he isn’t.”
    â€œOkay.”
    â€œStop agreeing with me.”
    â€œWhatever you say.”
    Kyra’s eyes narrowed. “You’re doing this deliberately.”
    â€œYeah,” Isa said, laughing. “But it got your mind off everything else, didn’t it?”
    Yes, it had. However, her mind was probably safer worrying about being fired than it was thinking about Garrett Wolff in a sexual way. She’d spent the last two days waiting for the other shoe to drop. She’d half expected to be called into his office for the review he’d promised her and then be given a hearty handshake and a severance check.
    Her nerves were stretched tight and every breath felt like an Olympic event. She couldn’t take much more of this. Plus, Garrett had been acting differently the last couple of days, too. He’d come out of his office and strolled through the division often enough to start making other people nervous. All of a sudden he was paying attention. Talking to people. Listening to people.
    And none of that could be good.
    There was something else going on here. Something he was planning.
    She just wished she knew what it was.
    â€œYou’re thinking again,” Isa said, reaching across the table to slap Kyra’s shoulder. “Cut it out.”
    â€œOkay, okay.” Shaking her head, she took a deep breath, blew it out and said, “You’re right. No more thinking about Garrett Wolff. No more thinking about work. What’s the point, right?”
    â€œRight.”
    â€œI mean, if I’m going to be fired, thinking about it won’t change anything, right?”
    â€œRight.” Isa nodded and gave her an encouraging grin.
    â€œAnd if I’m living out of a shopping cart by this time next month, I’ll survive, right?”
    Isa laughed outright. “You really should