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security for when you travel to those regions?”
    The food arrived then, and they were quiet while the waitress set down the plates and asked if they had everything they needed. After the waitress had walked away again, Christina picked up her mallet. Remy was still watching her.
    Waiting for an answer.
    “You sound like Matt,” she said. “And the answer is that it depends on where I go. I’ll take a bodyguard when I go to Qu’rim, for instance.”
    “Qu’rim?” His voice had grown deeper, his brows arrowing down into a hard frown.
    Christina cracked a crab. “We’re working on a deal to import Qu’rimi oil. There’s a sheikh I’ve been working with who is very keen to expand his business interests outside the country.”
    “You can’t go to Qu’rim, Christina. It’s dangerous. Volatile.”
    Christina glanced up at the tone of his voice. It had hardened quite a lot over the last few words.
    He waited until she was looking at him before he continued. “Qu’rim is at war with itself, and no one is certain from one day to the next who’s going to win. There’s no guarantee this sheikh will even have any oil if the rebels win the war. Civilians shouldn’t be traveling there. Hell, the State Department has issued enough warnings to circle the earth three times if they were all laid out together.”
    Christina frowned. “It’s not that many warnings, and you know it. Besides, we’re still working the details. I may not go at all if Sheikh Fahd doesn’t agree to our terms.” And while she knew there could be problems if the rebels won, Sheikh Fahd’s wells were in the north, far from the fighting. He also had a port where the crude was loaded onto barges and shipped out. She wanted his crude for Girard Oil’s refineries. It was a gamble to take his business, but it was also a buyer’s market right now, and he was sitting on a lot of oil. If she could get it for the right price, it would be an important acquisition for the long term.
    She thumped another crab and it cracked satisfyingly. Then she pulled out the sweet-tasting meat and popped it in her mouth.
    “It would be better if you didn’t. Could be years before Qu’rim is safe.”
    She laid the mallet down. Remy’s gaze was intense, hot, and it made her belly clench. She barely knew this man and he barely knew her. But there was a powerful attraction between them, that much was clear.
    Yet there were some compromises she would not make. She’d done her time trying to please a man, trying to be what he wanted her to be, and she was finished. Remy Marchand was a fling, if it happened. A sex partner to make her forget the shitty hand Ben had dealt her.
    She was honest enough with herself to admit that. Remy was man candy, not a meal. She didn’t want a meal, anyway.
    And she really resented his trying to tell her what to do, even if she knew it came from a place of real concern. Matt had said much the same, in fact.
    “Thanks for your advice, Remy, but this really isn’t up to you. I hope that’s not too blunt.”
    His eyes sparked. “You’ve certainly been nothing less than blunt since I met you. Don’t stop now, by all means.”
    Christina folded her hands on the napkin in her lap. If ever there was a time to draw the line in the sand, this was it. “All right, if you insist. I’m not looking for a relationship here. I’m not even officially divorced yet, quite honestly, though it’s merely a formality now. Not that it matters since Ben is most definitely not interested in reconciliation. But I can’t start dating right now, and I don’t think I really want to. I don’t have anything to give in that department.”
    He didn’t speak for a long moment, and she started to squirm.
    “So it’s sex or nothing, huh?” he finally said, his eyes hotter than ever.
    A sudden urge to run erupted within her. Instead, she faced him squarely. “Pretty much.”
    He nodded slowly, deliberately. “All right, cher . We’ll do it your way. But