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can spread them around the company.” Her defense came at him in a passionate wave.
    Her intensity caused his eyebrow to pop up with surprise.
    “Is this how you go about getting them jobs?” Those big brown eyes coaxed him just as hard as her soft, determined voice did. He found her presence to be dangerous to his resistance.
    “Well, no. I’ve never had so many kids who couldn’t be placed.”
    “What’s wrong with them?” He frowned, waiting to hear some outrageous explanation.
    “Nothing is wrong with them. They need a second chance.” Tamara’s chin raised a notch. Her entire body bristled under his question.
    “Uh-oh, now you’re killing me.” Grant shook his head.
    “Let me explain. These kids are difficult to place because of their juvenile records. However, the counselors and I believe that they are exceptional because their aptitude for learning is off the charts. And that’s a good thing.”
    “But if they have antisocial behavior, you want me to risk my company and my employees with volatile kids who don’t give a darn about anyone but themselves?” Grant pursed his lips. He hadn’t meant to raise his voice.
    “Don’t paint them with a wide brush. You don’t have a clue.”
    She might as well have poked him with a fiery pitchfork. His ears burned.
    Grant pushed back. “Then if I’m so clueless, why are you coming to me?”
    “I studied your company and you. You had passion, enough knowledge and some good luck to create Benson Technologies. People didn’t always believe in you. Yet, you’ve become an icon in the industry.”
    “Don’t pretend that you believe in me if you just want something from me.” He didn’t bother to hide the sarcasm. No matter how long someone talked to him, the person eventually showed his or her cards. Although she came at him with her own unique style, looking as fine as hell, she wasn’t any different. Now he fought to pull back from her intense emotion before he tumbled down the hole into her crazy plan.
    “I suppose everyone always wants a favor from you. You’re a man with means. But I’ve been up front about what I want. This isn’t about me. I’m fine. I’m comfortable. No, this is about stepping up to help others.”
    “You want me to help you so you can sleep at night?” He didn’t let up, still smarting from her previous comment.
    “You are impossible.” Tamara stood. Her body bristled with fiery anger and indignation. Grant sensed that to be accused of being selfish cut her to the quick.
    “I didn’t expect that comment to be the one that would be the deal breaker. You were fighting with so much energy. Makes me wonder.”
    “Say one more word and I will empty this glass all over you.”
    “I wish your kids a lot of luck with such a hot-tempered advocate in their corner.”
    “You are being flip, and that’s just plain irritating.”
    “Yes, I’m being deliberately annoying.” He raised his glass in a salute. “But seriously, I don’t make decisions of this magnitude just because a stubborn, albeit pretty, woman tries to shame me into surrender.”
    Grant noted how Tamara’s mouth tightened and worked as if she was having a silent argument. He would love to know what she was fighting against to remain calm. This wasn’t about her. Maybe she was one of those missionary wannabes who got a high off being the social worker because she basked under her ward’s gratitude. Maybe playing the savior gave her a high.
    After all, he didn’t know her. She had done extensive homework on him, but he had been blindsided and played along. Now that she had put herself in his crosshairs, he meant to keep her there until he figured out the real deal. She couldn’t be this kind, thoughtful and giving without expecting anything in return.
    “I have a proposal with a bio about each boy in my car. At least look at them.” She hesitated, waiting for his response.
    Grant looked at his watch. “Let me walk you to your car. I do have to get