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attempted many times before.”
    She crossed her arms over her chest.  “It didn’t seem very hard to me.  You have pretty poor security, sir.”
    He chuckled again.  “My guards were under strict orders to let you in if you were brave enough to test the lion’s den again.”
    Her mouth fell open with that announcement.  “You were waiting for me?” she asked in a whisper. 
    He shrugged again.  “Waiting is too mild a word.  My team has been scouring video tapes of the press conference, trying to find clues as to your identity.  Since you snuck into the press conference, and I suspected you hadn’t gotten the information you wanted, I also suspected you would try again.  So my approach to finding you wasn’t necessarily simply waiting.  It was more multi-faceted.”  His fingers captured a shiny curl again.  “Just as I suspect is true of your personality.” 
    She was transfixed by his words as well as his touch.  She wasn’t sure what to say or do, but her eyes dropped from looking into his dark gaze to his lips.  They weren’t full lips, they almost looked mean.  But something about them drew her gaze.  Her mind started wondering what it would be like to be touched by those lips, to feel his lips kissing her.  She wondered what he tasted like. 
    “I’m going to kiss you,” he warned. 
    Nikki started, surprised to find his words echoing her own thoughts.  “I don’t want you to kiss me.”
    He smiled slightly.  “Yes you do.” 
    She was about to protest again, but his mouth swooped down, covering her lips with his and stopping any additional protest. 
    Nikki thought about pushing away from him.  But somehow, some way, she found her hands reaching up and touching his chest, her fingers gripping the expensive material of his shirt as if that were the only lifeline in her world. 
    She felt the world tilting and her hands clung to the only solid part of her world.  When she looked up, she was in his lap and she felt more of him.  The panic broke through the lust that had taken over her mind and she stiffened.  He immediately felt it and lifted his head, looking down at her curiously.  “What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice thick and husky. 
    “I can’t do this!” she gasped out.  “I don’t even know your name!  I don’t know anything about you!”
    His hand slid slightly higher on her rib cage and she almost jerked away.  With a sigh, he lifted her back to her seat.  “I’m sorry.  I’m moving too quickly for your comfort level.”  He smiled derisively.  “My only excuse is that you take away my common sense.”  His hand drifted along her neck, pushing back the hair that had fallen out of the clasp that had been holding it back.  “Stay and have dinner with me,” he offered.  “We’ll talk.  We’ll get to know each other.  And you may call me Nazar.”
    Nazar heard the words come out of his mouth, offering her the use of his first name and he was surprised.  Almost no one but family used his first name.  And it had never occurred to him to have it any other way.  He couldn’t remember what the other women in his life called him and he wasn’t sure if that was because he hadn’t cared, or if this woman so completely occupied his mind that she’d pushed all other women out.  Either way, her calling him by his first name just felt…right.
    “Nazar,” she replied, feeling out the name.  He liked the way it sounded when she said it.  He’d never heard it spoken with that slightly southern accent before.  He’d heard American accents, but this beautiful woman’s voice was gentler, slower, as if she were caressing each word.  Hell, was he turned on by her accent as well? 
    Nikki looked up at him, her whole body still tingling for something.  She was afraid it was his touch so she moved back on the sofa, putting more space between the two of them.  “I really need to go,” she said, hoping he wouldn’t stop her this time.
    “You