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been trying to convince Mack that he doesn’t have to make it his personal mission to date every woman in the entire Washington metropolitan area. She seemed to think he might be better able to commit to a woman with no expectations.”
    “Your family has a very odd sense of humor, if you don’t mind me saying so.”
    “You don’t know the half of it.”
    “Did it work?”
    “Not so’s I’ve noticed,” he admitted. “Mack is still happily playing the field.”
    “I see. And my job would be to see to it that no one else discovers these little family quirks?” Melanie asked, daring to broach the subject that had brought her to this cozy, out-of-the-way cottage. “If I get the job, that is.”
    “I thought we’d pretty much settled that question last time we met,” Richard said.
    Melanie shook her head. “I didn’t like the outcome. I’m here to change it.”
    “Darn. I thought maybe you were here to seduce me,” he said, almost making his expressed disappointment sound sincere.
    Melanie gave him a hard look. That was a line of conversation that needed to be cut short in a hurry. She hadn’t liked the seduction angle when she’d guessed it was part of Destiny’s plan. She liked it even less coming from Richard. Okay, maybe she was marginally intrigued, but it was a bad idea any way she looked at it.
    “Not in a million years,” she said emphatically.
    He seemed startled by her vehemence. “Why is that?”
    “Been there, done that.”
    His gaze narrowed. “Meaning?”
    She opted for total honesty so he’d understand just how opposed she was. “I made the serious mistake of sleeping with my last boss. I thought I was madly in love with him and vice versa. When the affair ended, so did my job. Now I work for myself. I won’t make the same mistake a second time, not with a boss, not with a client.”
    “Good rule of thumb,” he agreed. “But I’m not your boss or your client.”
    “I want this consulting contract more than I want you,” she declared, proud of herself for managing to make the claim without even a hint of a quaver in her voice. Deep down inside, she knew the balance of that equation could change if she let it.
    He chuckled. “At least you’re admitting to the attraction.”
    Melanie silently cursed the slip. “Doesn’t matter,”she insisted. “It’s not powerful enough to make me lose my focus.”
    “Now there’s the way to win a man’s heart.”
    Realizing that her attempt to make a point might have bruised his ego, she quickly added, “Not that you’re not attractive and rich and an incredible catch for some woman.”
    “Nice save.”
    “I’m quick on my feet in tense situations. It’ll serve me well as I’m fending off the media when you decide to run for office.”
    “I thought the whole idea was to captivate the media, not to fend them off.”
    “Well, of course it is,” she said irritably. The man had a way of twisting her words to suit himself. She leveled a look into his eyes to prove she could hold her own, no matter what the level of intimidation. “But there are bound to be things you don’t want to talk about, skeletons in the closet, that sort of thing.”
    His expression turned grim. “I don’t have skeletons in my closet.”
    “No trail of brokenhearted women who’ll feel the need to tell all when the stakes are high?”
    “No,” he said tersely.
    She studied him with a narrowed gaze. “Men?”
    He laughed. “Hardly, unless you consider the accountant I fired for trying to steal from the company to be a potential problem.”
    “Good to know. Then you should be a dream client.”
    His gaze met hers and he shook his head. “I don’t think so, Melanie.”
    “But I have a plan,” she said, reaching for herproposal. It was a darned good one, too. She’d slaved over it for days.
    His gaze never left her face. “So do I.”
    Her pulse kicked up a notch. “We’re not on the same track, are we?”
    “Not so far,” he agreed, his