tsteps echoed in the hallway. Th
rp, charcoal-grey suit stepped into the room
d to the side, bowing his he
red navy suit draped perfectly over his broad shoulders.
see the exact shape of his eyes or the line of his jaw. H
the scen
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from the club-the silhouette of a man standing in the shadows. A c
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spine. She possessed a primal instinct for danger, and every
to slow down. She looked stra
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shift in his posture showed his mild sur
se. He pulled out a crisp, single-pa
d. His voice remained perfectly pleasant. "This is
d: Public Apology for Inappropriate Beh
old laugh. She didn't e
at down, crossing his long legs. He rested his
. He looked exactly like a pred
aid softly, "the Carlisle Group's PR
thout his family's protection, the me
do sign it? How do you plan to e
tapped a slow rhythm against his knee. "T
ia sick to her stomach. This man
e liability. He might even enjo
would permanently brand herself as an unstable lu
s onto where his should be. She had to
her hand. Her voice was sharp and clear. "This
ared at her, clearly thinking she
tly still. He leaned his torso forwa
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