Starting Over

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“I heard you talking to Tracy today,” she slipped in. “Anything going on?”
He shook his head. “Nothing more than the usual craziness.”
“Are you and Tracy . . . a thing?” She couldn’t help asking. Besides it not being her business, why should she care? Other than the kiss, of course.
“Why? You jealous?”
“No . . . don’t be silly. Of course not.”
Brows up, he said, “I don’t fool around with employees.”
Ha, Sam laughed to herself. Not unless he was kissing the breath out of them. “But if she weren’t your employee—?”
“Not my type.”
“What is your type?”
“Physically, you. But everything else about you is wrong.”
She flinched. “That was an awfully mean thing to say.”
“I bet Royce doesn’t think so.”
She got to her feet, but before she could walk out on him, he pulled her into an embrace, crushed her against his chest and kissed her until the world seemed to turn on its axis. Ravenous, his mouth moved over hers, plundering. He tasted like wine and man and she could feel his heat and hardness pressing against her.
“I don’t want to do this,” he whispered against her mouth.
“Then stop.” He made her so crazy with desire she could barely find her equilibrium.
“I can’t . . .”