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paycheck to paycheck earning her own money.
    “Not far from my place.” He stared down at her his face was impassive, but there was a glint of interest in his eyes.
    “No?”  Okay, that was a surprise. Her parents lived in a posh area.
    “28 East 70th Street.”
    “That’s pretty close.” Except he was in a more expensive location. Okay, that previous thought was a poor assumption on her part. She knew the Hartleys had money, but she just didn’t put much into how well off they really were. Nor did she care. Money brought misery. It gave people a means to control you.  Besides, they certainly didn’t act like they were privileged.  They were kind to everyone that she knew of and had no problem helping people when they fell on hard times.
    “About ten minutes I think.”
    “So you keep an apartment here?”
    “Yes.  I like New York.  I come back often, and my family can use the penthouse as much as they like if they wish to visit.”
    Penthouse?   If he had a penthouse in that area, he was really rich. There was just so much she did not know about this family—about Lance.  She recalled that he said something to the driver about a penthouse back at the airport, but she thought it would be in a less expensive part of town.  Quite frankly, she was speechless.
    His phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his jacket pocket to read whatever text he received and she took the opportunity to study his handsome profile.  He was definitely a good looking man.  His posture was straight—for some reason that appealed to her.  It made him seem important, confident and focused. He was muscular, had a nice square jaw, with a day’s worth of fashionably trimmed stubble on it; a look she found enticing.  His nose was straight—autocratic.  He had an incredible masculine mouth and she always thought it would feel like heaven against hers.  She bet the man could kiss the socks off of a woman.  Her eyes went to his hands.  He had big hands, with long fingers, and they were tanned from working outside.  They were the hands of a hardworking man. Right now he wore a very expensive platinum Rolex on his wrist.  It probably cost more than she made in a year.  She bit her bottom lip.  Money.  Why did he have to have money? Well, some was okay, but now she knew he had millions.  At least he didn’t act like he was filthy rich.  Well, he had the confidence of a man who had everything he wanted, but at the ranch, he dressed casual. He normally wore a western cut shirt, worn jeans, dusty boots, and a Stetson.  Someone new to there wouldn’t know he was part owner.
    She took a deep breath and let it out slow. That was when he was the most appealing to her while working side by side with his employees. Yet, the four thousand dollar suit he was wearing right now also had some appeal.  Gosh he just filled it out so perfectly.  Perfect.  He was perfect. 
      At that exact moment his eyes met hers.  She blushed outright being caught admiring him.  Thankfully he misread her expression.
    “Are you okay?”
    “Just nervous.  I’ll be fine.”  She lied through her teeth then berated herself for being so stupid.
    He studied her for a moment longer. A slight smile pulled at the corner of his sensual mouth.  It was barely noticeable, but she noticed it, because her stomach flipped around.  Then he nodded briefly and returned to his phone.  Did he figure it out?  That she was practically worshiping him in that moment?  Could she possibly be any more embarrassed?  Silently she prayed he hadn’t figured out she was.
    She averted her gaze to the front window before he caught her ogling him like a child in a candy store again or, a stewardess in first class.
    The surroundings were familiar now. They were only a few minutes from her parent’s apartment now and she could feel her heart start to pound faster in her chest.  Here comes the anxiety .
    The car coasted up to the curb outside her building.  She turned to