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couldn’t breathe. He just wanted to sit there watching her
eat and jack off. Damn, damn, damn! When had he become such a freak? He had to
get his mind off of her eating. “How did you know it was me standing outside?” He
let his curiosity got the better of him.
    “I
recognized your scent.”
    God,
he hoped he didn’t smell bad and resisted the urge to check his armpits. “You
smelled me?”
    “You
have a very unique scent—woodsy with a hint of musk. It’s very pleasant.”
    Back
in the day they’d go native to blend in and not smell like Americans, but this
was the first time he heard of a civilian doing the same. “How did you learn to
tell the difference between people’s smells?”
    She
smiled at him. “Next year, I’m launching my perfume. When I decided to create
my own perfume, I hired a nose to teach me the business. I’m not good enough to
break down the entire process, but I’m not bad.”
    “A
nose?” He had the image of a disembodied nose floating through the air.
    “People
who have super sensitive scenting abilities. They are like human blood hounds. The
perfume business is very complicated. It was quite an education.”
    “I
can imagine.” Who knew people hired out their noses?
    She
poured tea into a delicate china cup. “What’s your story Mr. Callahan?” Pursing
her full lips she blew on the hot liquid and then took a dainty sip.
    Noah
couldn’t take his eyes from her luscious mouth. For a couple of seconds he
imagined those lips on his skin. “I don’t have one.”
    She
gave a very unladylike snort. “Of course you do. Everybody does.”
    Noah
lifted an eyebrow and hoped the look he gave her would make her stop prying
into his life. “Why is having a story important?” Why the hell did she need to
know it?
    She
shrugged. “I just like to know these things. Beside I have to reveal all my
secrets. I think it’s only fair I know a bit about you.”
    Noah
shook his head marveling at her persistence. “Knowing your story means I keep
you alive. You knowing my story is a waste of time.”
    She
put her cup down with barely a sound. “Then tell me why you don’t like me? Have
I done something to offend you?”
    For
a second he was stunned at her bluntness. “I don’t know you.”
    “Nor
do you really want to know me.”
    She’d
hit that nail on the head. He didn’t want to like her. He wanted to see her as
a job and nothing else. Keeping things on a business level made everything
simple. Once the job was over, they’d go their separate ways. When they found
the person stalking her, they’d catch him, and be gone the next hour, never to
see each other again. “This is business, Ms. Bennington. I like keeping things
simple and easy.”
    “You
are not eating your peach.” She raised her cup and took a sip of tea.
    Even
her scolding him sounded like an invitation to … stop going there. He
picked up a slice and shoved it into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. He
barely tasted it, but it did earn him an indulgent smile and for a moment he
felt as if he’d slain a dragon for her.
    “Why?”
she asked, her head tilted at him, a query in her sable eyes.
    More
questions. “Why do you want to know?”
    She
shrugged. “Occupational hazard. Wilder always tells me I’m nosy.”
    On
one level he was flattered by her interest. Women like her didn’t even know men
like him existed. “No comment.”
    “Just
so you know answering a question with a question isn’t going to stop me. I’ve
cracked my share of tough nuts.”
    She’d
won. “Remaining detached allows me and my people to keep the focus on the job
which is keeping you safe.”
    Now
she raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. “That precludes us from being on
friendly terms?”
    “Are
you friends with everyone who works for you?” Noah shot back.
    She
gave him a little laugh. “If I don’t like you, you don’t work for me.”
    He
considered her words and realized the same was true for him. This was the first
time in