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thighs, blatant evidence of the fact that she’d just had unprotected sex for the first time in her life. “Oh shit.” She searched his gaze.
    “I’m on the pill and disease-free. Please tell me you are too.”
    “I’m clean,” he said quietly. “Had my most recent physical last month and all the tests came back negative.”
    Relief coursed through her, but the uncomfortable subject pretty much killed the mood.
    And reminded her that they were still in the elevator. An elevator, which, now that she thought about it, probably had a camera pointed right at them.
    The thought brought a sharp laugh to her lips. “Damn.”
    Becker arched a brow. “I think it’s too late for second thoughts,” he said dryly.
    “No, it’s not that. I just realized there might be a camera in here.”
    “Shit, I didn’t think about that.”

    With a sigh, Jane reached for her purse. “Well, if there is one, then the person manning it just got one hot show.”
    Becker gave a wry smile. “Yup.”
    She pulled out a small pack of tissues and quickly cleaned herself up, while Becker put on his shirt, zipped up his jeans and got to his feet. He was just reaching for the intercom button when the lights flickered. The numbers on the elevator pad lit up all at once, and then a low hum filled the car. A moment later, the elevator started to move.
    Jane quickly rearranged her panties and whipped on her camisole. She was sliding her arms into the sleeves of her jacket when the elevator doors dinged open to reveal the brightly lit lobby of the medical center. A man in a brown jumpsuit waited there, an apologetic but slightly amused look on his face.
    “We’re very sorry for the delay,” he said instantly. “I hope it wasn’t too much of an, um, inconvenience.”
    The stutter, as well as the way he studiously avoided their eyes, told Jane that the likelihood of a camera being in the elevator was pretty darn high.
    Jane flushed. “No inconvenience.”
    “Thanks for taking care of the problem so quickly,” Becker added.
    The man apologized again, then hurried off, leaving Jane and Becker alone in the lobby. She felt awkward as she looked at him. “So…I know the interview is out of the question, but…” she took a breath, “…how about dinner?”
    His face went expressionless, but not before she saw the hesitation in his eyes. A spark of anger lit her belly. Seriously? They’d just had sex in an elevator and now he was just going to blow her off?
    “I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Jane.” Remorse seeped into his features. “What happened just now…things may have gotten a little out of hand. Don’t get me wrong, it was…it was incredible, but it doesn’t change where my head is at right now.”
    “And where is that?”
    “Recovering from a divorce,” he said frankly.
    “Oh.”
    He dragged a hand through his short hair then let it dangle to his side. “I’m in no place for a relationship. Hell, I don’t even think I’m ready to date.”
    A part of her wanted to kick him for giving her the best sex ever and then refusing to do it again. But there was genuine regret in his eyes. She could tell he wasn’t lying. He seemed sincerely messed up over the divorce he mentioned, and she wasn’t about to act like a heartless shrew by demanding he go out with her.
    “I understand,” she finally said. Shifting on her feet, she readjusted the strap of her purse and managed a smile. “At least you’re one step closer to dating, huh?” He offered a rueful smile in response. “I guess so.”
    A short silence fell between then. Jane cleared her throat and took an awkward step away from him.
    “Okay. So, I should be heading back to my hotel. I need to rethink this article now that you’ve so rudely denied my interview request.”
    “I’m sorry about that too. But I’m not interested in being in the spotlight. You get that, right?”
    “Unfortunately, yes.” She sighed.
    Becker shoved his hands in the pockets of his