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the pancakes, it was an invitation to breakfast but I don’t think it was accepted. So, you think you can cure my headache? Or is it the bad mood?”
    “Both.”
    “Interesting.” She handed him the spatula. “But is it better than spending twenty grand on clothes and shoes?”
    Steve had no idea. Could one spend that much on clothes and shoes in one day? Impossible. He tossed the spatula into the nearby sink. “I guess you’ll have to try me some time and make a comparison.”
    Marlena laughed. She grabbed him by his jacket lapels and jerked his face closer to hers. He went unresisting, putting his hands on the counter on each side of her slim body. Her lips met his softly. Once. Twice. She tasted of peaches and Marlena. He wanted more. She stopped him with a finger when he tried to capture her lips.
    “That’s got to be worth at least a few hundred dollars there,” she murmured, then shook her head reluctantly. “Damn tempting, Stash, but shopping wins today.”
    It was only nine in the morning. Steve stifled a groan. If his body continued to react like this every time he touched the woman, he would have to be hospitalized by the end of the day for unbearable blood pressure.
    Giving him a slight push, Marlena let go of his jacket. There was a note of reluctance in her voice. “Let’s go, sweetheart. Lots of shops out there calling my name.” She wagged a finger at him before leaving the kitchen.
    This time he did emit a groan. Torture had only just begun.
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    M arlena smiled to herself when she heard the groan behind her. What was it about this man that made her ignore her own rules? She was actually contemplating sleeping with one of these lackeys...but he wasn’t really one, was he? She had to be certain, of course, and would find out one way or another.
    But back to that more interesting topic—the part that would require him to be without a stitch of clothing. Marlena coughed. Maybe she shouldn’t be in this business anymore when she allowed a little bit of male flesh to affect her like this. Everything he did seemed to turn her on. His eyes were too damn sexy. His smile and kisses too damn inviting. Too bad she couldn’t trust anything he said or did.
    The phone rang. She let it ring a few times, then said, “Will you get that, Stash?” Not the right signals. Besides, she wanted to see how Stash would handle the call.
    He picked up the phone. “Hello?” There was a pause. “Is that all?” Another pause. “Care to repeat that?”
    The caller didn’t because Stash put down the receiver right after asking. From the bedroom doorway, Marlena cocked her head inquiringly.
    “It’s not a really nice message,” Steve warned.
    She smiled. She wasn’t expecting one. “Yes?”
    “A man said, ‘Tell her we’ll get what we want sooner or later.’ That’s it, no name, nothing.”
    Marlena turned around and walked into the room. “Is that all? Not very original, are they?” She was used to getting these kinds of calls. The more important her item of sale, the more people were out to get it.
    “Who are they?” He followed her into the room. He looked at the pile of electronic gadgets on her bed but didn’t say anything.
    She shrugged, putting on some lipstick. He came up behind her and asked again, “Who are they, Marlena? Who’s threatening you?”
    His dark eyes meeting hers in the mirror were intense, as if her answer mattered. She shrugged. He was just trying to get information. “It doesn’t concern you.”
    To her surprise, he placed his hands on her shoulders and gently turned her around. “Make it mine.”
    Marlena studied him carefully. He was good. She almost believed that he was actually angry for her sake. “Let’s play questions and answers for a minute. Why do you think anyone is after me at all?”
    “Because you have something they want?”
    “Smart boy. Why do you think I’m going shopping anyway?”
    Steve knew Marlena wasn’t just doing this to satisfy his