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what I could only surmise was Hank on the other side of the door. I was not prepared for how insanely beautiful she was as she stood tall and graceful against the doorjamb. Her skirt today was a couple inches shorter than yesterday and had a flirty ruffle at the bottom. It hugged her thighs in a sexy, yet professional, way. The blouse she wore was silk and slid along the curve of her breasts giving me quite the side view. They were large, but it was obvious she tried to downplay them. I respected that about her.
    “Thanks, Mr. Jensen. I’m going to take lunch in a few minutes. Did you need anything before I leave?” She still hadn’t noticed me.
    “Hank!” I heard my mate roar, clearly annoyed that she called him Mr. Jensen. I watched as she leaned her long frame against the door, presenting me her backside. She wore those sexy-as-sin stiletto shoes again. They were black and tall. My gaze slid from the tip of one spike along her dainty-looking ankle up her shapely calf, and then had to muffle a groan when that same leg came up and caressed the other one the way I wanted to. It was easy to imagine those long legs wrapped around my body, those shag me spikes digging into the tender skin of my arse as I impaled her against the nearest wall.
    My prick hardened painfully in my trousers. Feeling something for a woman I had just met was incredibly unusual. Not being able to control my body’s impulses made me feel like a randy teenager. I couldn’t quite wrap my head around what was different about her, but I was determined to find out.
    Cami turned around and gasped, her gaze meeting mine. “You came?” Her tone held a sense of wonder.
    I stood and tucked my hands into my pockets making sure to give myself a bit of extra room in the groin. This one frightened easily, and I didn’t want to scare the poor thing off by presenting her with a stiffy.
    “I said I would.” Her gaze scanned my form, taking in the dark suit I wore. She opened her mouth, and then closed it. A hand came up to her chest. I wondered if her heart beat quickened because I affected her. I hoped so. “Are you ready to go?”
    “Well, I really hadn’t thought you would come.” Cami looked away and down. “Sometimes men say things, but never follow through and I--”
    “I’m not like those men, Precious.” Her gaze shot to mine as I moved to stand only a couple feet away. “I always follow through.” I touched the strands of a loose lock of silky hair. She had it pulled back, and one stubborn lock that was shorter than the rest fell freely to dangle along her curved chin. I leaned really close, but not enough to touch her. She stiffened as I let my breath billow along her ear. Her scent was unusual. A mix of watermelon and baby lotion. Did she smell like that everywhere? Delicious.
    I took a step forward letting the heat of my body encroach on her space. She sighed, and tilted her head offering the long white column of her neck. It would be so easy to take that offering. Instead, I moved slowly as to not startle her, and leaned my cheek against hers. “I follow through in all things. I never leave a woman wanting,” I whispered, dragging my cheek against hers in the lightest of caresses.
    As I pulled away, I noticed her eyes were closed. She took a breath, and licked her lips. I had to bite mine to stifle the urge to steal a taste of her berry-red mouth.
    “Shall we?” I asked, tucking her hand into the crook of my arm.
    She looked reticent, but, instead of pushing back, she lifted her shoulders and rounded them back letting out a long breath. “Let me just grab my purse.”
    I tugged her toward the exit. “You won’t need it.”
    She stopped. “I have to have my phone on me at all times just in case…” She looked wildly behind us as if scoping out her escape.
    “In case of what, Precious? You have to call for help?” With one quick turn of my hips, I pressed her form against the glass with the force of my body alone. She moaned,