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shared."
    "We didn't share anything." Finally I
was regaining some common sense and a shred of dignity. I could do
this. I could be all-business and pretend to be offended instead of
turned on. "I overheard an unfortunate incident between you and
your girlfriend."
    "She's not my girlfriend."
    "Your assistant then."
    He simply grunted. "It seems we think
alike."
    "About what?"
    "This. What you witnessed. It was an
unfortunate incident and shouldn't have happened." He unfolded his
arms and picked up his jacket. "What do you want?"
    I frowned. "What do you mean?"
    He fished in his jacket pocket and pulled out
a wad of cash. He counted off some notes and handed them to me. "A
hundred?"
    "I don't want your money!"
    "You want to play hardball? I wouldn't have
picked you for a hustler." He handed me more money. "Two?"
    "No! Mr. Kav—Reece—I don't want your money.
If you're paying me to keep me quiet about this, forget it. I don't
talk to newspapers and gossip columnists. I don't care who you fuck
or date or share a burger with. It's none of my business, nor is it
necessary for the rest of the world to know either. Don't worry. I
won't sell your story to anyone."
    He paused, the bills in his hand. "I didn't
pick you as the sort of woman who says fuck."
    "And I didn't pick you as a guy to have sex
in storerooms."
    He chuckled and returned the bills to his
jacket. "I don't usually. But I felt like I owed Ally one last time
before I fired her, and this was going to be our only opportunity,
so…" He shrugged. Just like that, he explained away the rendezvous.
It didn't even sound kinky when he said it. Nor did he seem like a
man in love, or even in lust. There was no flush to his cheeks, no
telltale heat in his eyes. He spoke about Ally and their encounter
as if it were just another round of golf.
    "You know, if you're going to dump a woman,
you shouldn't have sex with her beforehand," I said.
    "Is that right?" He humphed . "Maybe
that's why all my ex-girlfriends hate me."
    "Could be," I said. "Or it could be because
they're still in love with you when you break up with them."
    "Who says I break up with them ?"
    "Just a hunch."
    He narrowed his gaze and stepped away from
the door. I could leave whenever I wanted. I stayed.
    "Anyway, Ally was never my girlfriend."
    "Oh. Right." I held up my hands in surrender.
"It's none of my business what your relationship is with her."
    "No," he murmured. "It's not." He took a step
forward so that he was only inches away from me. He was tall,
imposing, and I could feel his heat radiating across the space
between us. He watched me from beneath lowered lashes. "Thanks for
the tip about breakups and sex. I'll keep it in mind for next
time." His voice was a low, melodic bass note that vibrated across
my skin.
    I swallowed heavily. "Anytime." I should
leave. I should slip past him while he was leaning in like that and
run away. But I was rooted to the floor, my shoes leaden and
clunky. If I tried to move, I'd fall over. So I stayed there
beneath his intense gaze and under his spell.
    He reached up, his hand near my ear. I could
smell the subtle spice of his cologne and a baser scent that was
pure male. He leaned forward, his face close. Surely he wasn't
going to kiss me.
    He was going to kiss me!
    "Here," he murmured. His breath brushed my
forehead, his voice sent my nerves crazy. "Don't forget this."
    "Hmmm?" What was he saying? What was I
saying? Why wasn't he kissing me?
    He stepped back and I saw what he was holding
out to me. A roll of toilet paper. He'd picked it off the shelf
behind me. A wicked smile teased his lips and mischief danced in
those eyes. I took the roll and rushed past him, my face on fire,
my tongue tied in knots, and my stomach churning.
    His chuckle followed me down the corridor to
the bathroom.
    ***
    By the time I came out of the bathroom, the
students and gallery staff were packing up the paintings and the
guests had gone. Reece and Ally were nowhere to be seen. I blew out
a