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actually smiling as she spoke to her.”
    Sean felt his eyes widen.   “No, way.   I’ve used good manners I never knew I had with Gloria, and she still acts like I’m disturbing the order when I walk into the front office.”
    Patty laughed, showing off the pink piece of gum cupped in her tongue.   “I know.   It isn’t fair.”   She cracked her gum again and lightly elbowed him in the ribs.   “Maybe we can ask Gigi to put in a good word with Gloria for us.”
    As Patty left, Sean crossed to his mailbox but made no move to retrieve what was inside, still amazed by the miracles Gigi had performed.   So, not only was she beautiful, but she was hard-working, efficient and personable.
    Great.   More reasons to like her.   Why couldn’t she be a prima donna, or brainless?   Anything that would make it easier to turn her down.   Sean rubbed a hand down his face, not confident he’d be able to say no.
    The sound of rapidly clicking heels brought his attention to the doorway.   Gigi rushed into the room and to her desk, her arms loaded with files.   She bent to set the stack down and spotted him as she straightened.   Her one-hundred-watt smile dimmed to fifteen.   Damn.   He’d known this was going to be awkward.   Was she angry he hadn’t called?
    Tongue-tied and suddenly remembering his erotic dream, all he could think of to say was hi.
    “Hello, Sean.”   She picked up the top file from her stack and paused as if waiting for his response.
    I wonder what color her bra is ?   No, don’t think about that .   He swallowed.   Sean grabbed the junk mail out of his box, hoping that breaking eye contact with Gigi would bolster his resolve.   But the image of her naked—with those delectable curves, big green eyes and luscious lips—was burned into his brain.
    “Busy day?”
    Her voice drew him from his fantasy and he glanced back.   “Yeah.   How about you?”
    “Very.   I met some of the other coaches and staff, and have started some of the ground work for keeping the department running smoothly.”
    Sean pretended to flip through his mail, not really seeing one piece.   As Gigi turned to a file cabinet, the profile of her body made his mouth go dry.   Why did she have to be so damned sexy?   Turning her down was like refusing Novocain before a dentist started drilling.
    Get it over with, you masochistic sonofabitch .
    “ Gigi , I—ah, I got the note that you left on my car yesterday.”
    She looked up from the files with rounded eyes.
    Sean hated embarrassing her.   “I wanted to tell you how flattered I am that you want to go out with me.”
    Her brows furrowed.   This must be a first for her, having a guy tell her he’s not interested.
    “But—”
    “I mean, it’s not every day that a beautiful woman is so up-front about her interest in me.”
    Gigi’s cheeks, neck and—God help him—cleavage were turning red.   He was embarrassing her even more.   Double damn .
    “I see.”   Her lush lips tightened to a thin line.   Was she angry?   Well, she was probably used to being the one doing the rejecting.   He’d handled this all wrong.
    “It’s just that this is a really busy time of year for me.   Maybe after football season is over we could have coffee.”   No, no.   No coffee, no nothing.   Al would hang Sean’s balls from his rearview mirror .
    Without answering, Gigi quietly closed the file cabinet and bent to open one of her desk drawers.   Sean looked down her top, and his throat constricted.   What was he supposed to do, gaze at the ceiling and whistle “The Star-Spangled Banner?”   Hell, he was a guy and her breasts were right there.   She pulled out her purse, straightened and rounded the desk.   He studied her movements closely, hoping her sizable brown bag wasn’t about to be swung upside his head.
    As she passed and reached the doorway, Gigi turned to face him.   Yep. She was pissed.
    “I understand.   Flip off the lights on your way out,