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leave home without a book or my eReader.”
    Silence endured in the space, which only made her more
nervous.
    “Your decorator has great taste.”
    “I told her what I wanted.”
    “Really?’ She spun around quickly not realizing he was so close
behind her. Trapped air lounged in her windpipe. “Uh…You like pastels, which is
odd for a guy or rather a straight guy.” He frowned. “I’m not saying you’re gay
or anything,” she quickly amended. “I noticed that the living room and kitchen
have touches of it also.
    “I know someone who likes these colors.”
    “She must be very special if you decorated your house to fit
her taste.”
    He dipped his head and whispered in her ear, “she is.”
    Awareness swirled in the space. Damn, he smelt good. Her
breasts swelled with each rapidly increasing breath.
    She stood perfectly still, knowing that if he stepped an
inch closer, their bodies would be tempted to ignite the match that lay between
them. He was so close that the fine lines around his eyes and a faint scar on
his upper lip were clearly evident. The smooth firmness of his mouth, which was
sensual and inviting, beckoned her. She wondered what it would feel like to
have it moving against hers.
    Shaken, Nicole stepped backwards bumping into the
bookshelves. He reached out, but she righted herself before he could touch her.
    “Uh…well. I think it’s time for me to leave,” she said in
hoarse tones.
    “You’re nervous. Why?”
    “I’m not.”
    “Yes, you are.”
    She cleared her throat. “Look, are we finished here?”
    He observed her closely. “I want to hire you as my PR person.”
    “What?”
    “I need you.”
    “Why?”
    “Ever since that
rag magazine—”
    “You mean when People magazine selected you as the sexiest man alive.”
    He cringed. She almost laughed at how uncomfortable the title made him.
    “Those dogs—”
    “You mean
reporters.”
    “They’ve been calling every day, following me when I leave
the office and being a pain in my ass. I need someone to contain the situation.
Since you went to school for this sort of thing—”
    She frowned. “I
have a dual degree in Journalism and Communications.”
    “With your knowledge of the media, you should be able stop
them from at least following me.”
    “Have they
approached you?”
    “In the beginning they did, but I threatened to knock the hell out of them and then have them arrested.”
    “I bet that went
over well.”
    “They backed off, but now they are snapping pictures and it’s
extremely annoying. I want it to stop.”
    “I’m sure you can
handle a few pictures.”
    “I got a
restraining order and they can’t come within a hundred feet of me.”
    “That’s great. Now they are more intrigued with the reclusive and brooding Sinclair heir. All you did was add fuel to the fire.”
    “I need for you to
put out the flame.”
    “I have no experience
in this sort of thing.”
    “Brent said your desire is to have a PR firm one day. What
better way to start your business than with me? I’ll be your first client.
It’ll be a challenge.”
    “No, you’re the challenge.”
    “You can handle me.”
    She thought for a moment. “Alright, I’ll take on the job under one condition.”
    “What’s that?”
    “I’m the boss. You need to do exactly what I say.”
    “Done.”
    She squinted. “You said that too easily.”
    “I trust you. You’re smart, stubborn, with a good head on
your shoulders and I believe you have my best interest.”
    She warmed at his praise. “Thank you.”
    “Now that’s settled I want to finish the conversation about Brent and Melissa. They’ve known each other pretty much all their lives. He was a little wild. She let him go so he could get it out of his system. She’s waited a long time for him to come to her.”
    He stopped talking. Was he waiting for her to contribute to
the conversation? Well, she wasn’t going to do it. This was his speech, not
hers.
    Finally, he continued,