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a giggle. “I-I think they look g-great.” She was unable to hold back a snort of laughter from escaping.
    “Really? Is it the pink t-shirt?” Stepping back, I turned to give her a view of the rhinestones that covered the pockets. “Or the jewels on my ass that make it work?”
    Leaning back in her chair, she let loose, a husky laugh erupting from deep in her chest. “It’s the whole thing.” She moved her hand in front of her in a circular motion. “It all works.”
    Stepping around her desk, I grabbed the arms of her chair, startling a yip out of her.
    “Very funny, Lily.” I leaned in until our faces were a few inches apart. I could smell her shampoo. The cinnamon on her breath. The perfume that clung to her. “You’re lucky I can pull off any look. A lesser man wouldn’t be comfortable in pink.”
    Releasing the arms of the chair, I walked around to the front of the desk and sat on the edge of the chair. “As much as I’d like to continue discussing my fabulous wardrobe, I’m actually here to book a package.”
    Lily tucked a wisp of hair behind her ear and sat up straighter in her chair. “Of course.” She pulled out a laminated copy of the brochure. “What package are you interested in, or would you like to create your own?”
    “The Essence of Texas,” I said casually.
    “Um...The Essence of Texas?” Swallowing hard, she looked down at the brochure. “Of course. Cameron—Mr. Knight—are you aware of the…” She sighed, looking me dead in the eye. “It’s very expensive.”
    “I understand it’s a two day package.” Cocking my head, I smiled. “And the cost is in the neighborhood of ten thousand dollars. That doesn’t sound too steep. Is there something about the package that you don’t recommend?”
    “No!” She was quick to shake her head. “It’s a wonderful package. A private tour of the Dallas Museum and the Nasher Sculpting Center.” She pulled open a drawer and produced several other brochures, laying them in front of me. “The artwork is really beautiful. Aside from that, you get to choose a night at the ballet or the opera.” Her fingers brushed the photos of the art from the museum.
    Our eyes locked when she looked up, her smile fading when I covered her hand with mine.
    Clearing her throat, she pulled her hand away and grabbed a Post-it from the dispenser.
    “What dates were you interested in?”
    “Thursday and Friday.” Leaning back in the chair, I let my gaze drift over her face while she chewed her lip, studying the calendar in front of her.
    “That might be tough, considering it’s such short notice. I’ll have to call the venues and get back with you.” The same adorable crease popped out on her forehead.
    “No worries.” I rose to my feet and headed for the door. “I’m sure you’ll get it handled, darlin’.”
    “Wait!”
    I glanced over my shoulder. “Yes?”
    “Would you prefer the opera or the ballet?”
    Shrugging, I smiled. “I’m not sure. What do you recommend?”
    Her face broke into a huge grin. “The ballet is wonderful.”
    “The ballet it is.”

    “I talked to Chase this morning.” I reached past Logan and grabbed the pot of coffee. “Here’s a list of interviews that we’re obligated to do to fulfill the contract.” Handing him a copy, I poured the liquid gold into my cup.
    “Hmmm,” he grunted, pulling his sunglasses down a little to peruse the list.
    Our table was in the back of the dining area, as far away from the other guests as we could get. After talking to Lily, I had slipped back to my room to change into yesterday’s clothes. I was prepared to play out her little joke in private, but I wasn’t going to risk ending up in the tabloids wearing that getup.
    “Dude.” Logan looked over his glasses at me with red-rimmed eyes. “I’m not doing any interviews today. Besides,” he pointed at the first interview on the list, “I’m sure you’re more equipped to handle this interview than I am.”
    Nodding, I