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could silence a woman with a mere kiss.” Kate tried to ignore the dark and dangerous look that crept back into his eyes. An attack of nerves overwhelmed her. Was he going to kiss her again, she thought, half scared, half excited. “Really, Mr. Ty…Tyler, this isn’t…er…I don’t know what to say,” she ended weakly.
    “You don’t know what to say? Funny how all evidence points to the contrary tonight,” he remarked dryly.
    She thought of her fans and wondered what they would think of her if she couldn’t put a sophisticated and final end to this evening. Then again, they didn’t know the real Kate, did they? No one did. The world saw her as a strong, confident, accomplished woman, but at heart, she was the opposite. She wasn’t tough as nails. She was soft and vulnerable, believed in romance, and had a hard time trusting men since the one man she’d ever wanted to marry shattered her dreams.
    “This research isn’t about your book,” her sister had said vehemently that afternoon. “It’s about you. You’re trying to prove something to yourself.”
    Barbara was right and it irked Kate that her younger sister could see right through her sometimes.
    Thoughts of her sister helped her come to a resolution. She’d ask Adam to drive her to Barbara’s apartment. She didn’t live too far from here, in a six apartment brownstone, and her mailbox was conveniently marked with ‘occupant’. Her sister was hardly ever home and if by any remote chance Adam ever came calling on Kate, he’d find no one.
    Not that he’d come calling on her, Kate thought wryly. His kiss had been nothing more than a ruse to shut her up. He hadn’t kissed her because he wanted to. He kissed her to stop her runaway mouth.
    “Well?” he asked.
    He seemed wary, and Kate couldn’t blame him. She’d hardly evoked a woman of poise, grace and elegance tonight. She gave him Barbara’s address and they made their way to his car in silence. He held the passenger door open for her, his hand resting gently on the small of her back as she slipped into the gray leather seats.
    She stared at the Jaguar’s ultra-modern dashboard and wondered about his success as a car salesman. Apparently he was doing very well for himself.
    The car dipped under his weight and she could think of nothing more than his presence beside her. She looked straight ahead as he started the engine, but she felt conscious of his every move, his every breath. She could still feel his lips on hers, his hands spanning her waist, his…dammit, it was all Barbara’s fault, she thought irritably as she gripped her purse tightly on her lap. All that talk about seduction had seeped into her subconscious. Coupled with a devastatingly handsome man, and she was one giant walking hormone.
    The car swerved sharply to the left, jolting her off her seat, and she gasped as she grabbed the closest thing to steady herself, Adam’s thigh. He sucked in a harsh breath. Kate froze. She had been perilously close to grabbing something no “nice girl” had any business grabbing.
    Mortified, she withdrew and stared out her window.
    “Sorry about that,” he said, his deep voice gruff and somewhat strained. “I had to swerve otherwise that car was going to hit your side.”
    Kate could only mumble something incoherent, her face tingling with embarrassment as they pulled alongside Barbara’s brownstone. She fumbled in her purse to find the extra set of keys her sister had given her.
    Her daily journal took up most of the room so she placed it on the dashboard. She continued her search, unaware that Adam had already gotten out of the car and come around to her side. He opened her door and she hurried to find the keys. Where were they? They couldn’t just have disappeared.
    “Is there a problem?” he asked politely.
    She tossed him a brief, apologetic smile. “No. I know they’re in here.” She dug deeper and pulled out the massive key chain, all of Barbara’s twenty keys of various