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nibbled her bottom lip. “Thank you. Maybe I’ll take you up on your offer one day.”
    “You should.” A grin split his face in two.
    His heat rolled off in waves so hot she felt as if she would combust. She needed to keep the conversation focused on work. “I’m eager to get started. You won’t be disappointed you hired me.”
    Clearing his throat, he startled her. “I have no doubt you’ll make me a very happy man.” His pupils dilated and his stare unwavering, danger flashed in his eyes and his words held double-edged meaning, sending a shiver up her spine. Feeling foolish, she knew the man was only being polite, and she had imagined his attraction to her.
    He had been imposing, overpowering, intimidating and sexy . She backed out of his cocoon, inching away from the wall and him on unstable legs. “Ash, Ashley…I mean Miss Turner is going to show me around before I meet with Marie. Well, thanks again, Mr. Christensen.”
    He lowered his hand from the wall as though releasing her from his hold.
    Gritting his teeth, he glared at Ashley, who stood a considerable distance away from them. “I’ll see you again soon, Kerrigan.” His eyes slithered down her body, and then he turned and left the two women standing there as he exited through the main lobby doors.
    Ashley walked over and covered her mouth. “What the hell, Kerri? I can smell the attraction between you two. Keep your guard up around that damn man. He’s dangerous, and I don’t want to see you get hurt,” Ashley whispered.
    She blushed. “What are you talking about? You mean Mr. Christensen welcoming me?” They began walking toward the elevators.
    “Yeah, well I was never welcomed like that. He was eye-fucking you from across the room. Don’t be naïve. That wasn’t a welcome. Girl that man is after you.”
    “We had a brief conversation, there’s nothing more to say.”
    Throwing her hands up feigning surrender, Ashley released a heavy sigh. “Okay, but he had you pinned up against a wall. He stood dangerously close to you. Your exchange looked intimate. He wants you and the way you looked at him, and how hard you’re denying the attraction makes me think you want him too. I thought you two would go at each other right here in the lobby.” Ashley’s strained voice bore into Kerrigan’s conscious. She was caught with her wet panties down.
    Rolling her eyes and tightening her hand into a ball, Kerrigan’s fingernails burrowed deep into her fleshy palm. “Whatever. Can you please show me around and stop with this nonsense?” Releasing her fist, she jabbed repeatedly at the elevator’s call button.
    “You can press that button one hundred times, and it won’t make the elevator get here any faster. You’re stuck here listening to me,” Ashley teased.
    Her palms moistened and her mouth went parch, dry like the Sahara. “This is my first day. I want to make a good impression.”
    Ashley tugged at Kerrigan’s arm and yanked her into the car when the elevator’s doors opened. “Sure seems like you’ve already done more than that with Mr. Christensen.”

    Marie introduced Kerrigan to her co-workers and told her about her client accounts. She liked Marie, a stoic woman lacking the cognitive ability to appreciate a joke or the facial muscles to respond. At ten o’clock, she attended her first meeting with Marie and the other account managers across the company. They discussed high-level media plans and other details about the company’s highest profile accounts. Mr. Christensen dropped in unexpectedly, surprising the group. His presence at these meetings had been a rarity given the wide-eyed stares and changed behaviors in the room the minute he appeared.
    He sat in a white leather chair that lined the wall, quietly observing the group around the glass-top conference table. He didn’t engage in conversation happening around the room except at her introduction. After Marie’s welcoming remarks, he offered his high endorsement as a