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“H-hello, Trace.” She hated that stupid break in her voice. Trace made her nervous. Always had.
He stopped in front of her. He stood at several inches over six feet, while she barely skimmed five feet three. Skye tilted her head back so that she could meet his stare.
“It’s been a long time,” Trace said, the words a deep, dark rumble. His voice went perfectly with the rock hard body and the sexy face—a voice that a woman could imagine in the darkness.
She swallowed because her throat was suddenly dry. “Yes, it has.” Ten years and three months. Not that she’d counted.
That assessing gaze of his slid down her body once more. There was an awareness in his stare that she hadn’t expected. A heat that made her remember too many things.
He was close enough to touch. Close enough for her to smell the crisp, masculine scent that clung to him.
His nostrils flared, as if he were catching her scent, too.
“You look good, Skye.” Again, that heat was in his stare. A heat that said he knew her intimately.
She wished her heartbeat would slow down.
“But you’re not here for a friendly chat, are you?” And he stepped away from her. He waved to the open chair near his desk and returned to his seat.
“We’ve never really been the friendly chat kind,” she said softly as she eased into the leather chair.
She didn’t take off her coat. She just pulled it closer to her.
A faint furrow appeared between his brows. “No, we weren’t, were we? More the hot sex type.”
Her lips parted. He had not just said that to her.
His faint smile said that he had.
“I’m not here for that, either.” She’d been wrecked after her last go round with Trace.
He leaned back in his chair. The leather groaned beneath him. “We’ll get to that…”
Uh, no, they wouldn’t. She wasn’t ready to feel that burn again.
He tapped his chin. “You’re not here for pleasantries, you’re not here for sex, then why have you come looking for me?”
This was where she’d have to beg. Because there was no way she had enough money in her account to cover his services. Not with the guy sporting this high rise building and looking like he’d just walked off the cover of GQ. How things have changed. “Someone is watching me.”
He stilled. The heat banked in his eyes as his whole expression instantly became guarded. “And what makes you so sure of that?”
“Because I can feel him.” Wait, that sounded crazy, didn’t it? When she’d gone to the cops, they’d sure looked at her as if she were crazy. You couldn’t feel a stalker. So they said.
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