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come to get me even though I have Triple A. He says he doesn’t trust them.”
    â€œI think it’s sweet he’s a bit overprotective.”
    Kate snorted. “Yeah. The only reason I’m letting him is he’s been working late at the office this week and I haven’t seen much of him. It will give us a quick opportunity to have a roadside drive-thru lunch.”
    â€œRomantic. Your appointment is here. I’ll reschedule for you.”
    â€œNo, I’ll be able to get there in half an hour. I need you to do the initial intake for me. We’ve gone over it and you’re ready. The papers are right on my desk, so complete the first two forms for me, and I can jump in for the rest.”
    Izzy’s mouth dropped open. Kate never let anyone else interfere with her clients’ first appointments. “I don’t understand. Let me check with him—maybe he can wait till you get here.”
    â€œNo, I have back-to-back appointments and I can’t reschedule. It’s critical, Izzy; I know you can do it. Just write down all of his answers. Make him feel comfortable. I’ll get there as soon as I can.”
    Her heart pounded so hard the echo reached her ears. Her first shot at a client and it had to be Liam? Why was this happening to her? “Sure, no problem,” she said with forced brightness. “I can handle it.”
    â€œGreat—I knew you could! See you soon.”
    Izzy replaced the receiver, dropped her face in her hands, and groaned. How was she going to do this? The questions were intimate—and crucial to making the right match. But she didn’t have the time to explain to Kate about their past relationship. She just had to be professional. She could handle this.
    She headed to Kate’s office to pick up his file, shuffled through the forms, and grabbed a few pens. Then walked into the conference room.
    â€œKate has been slightly delayed,” she said calmly. “She would like me to start the intake process, and then when she gets here, she’ll take over. Unless this isn’t acceptable to you. If not, I’d be happy to reschedule the appointment.”
    He was lounging in the violet cushioned chair, ankles crossed, head back in a relaxed pose, reminding her of a graceful cat taking a break between hunts. The pleased look on his face told her he was quite happy with her statement. “Fascinating—I didn’t know you did any of the matchups.”
    She threw her shoulders back. “This is my first. Again, if you’d rather wait for Kate—”
    â€œNo. I want to be your first.”
    The words hummed with meaning and crackling sexual tension. She clung to her professional demeanor tighter than a politician to fake promises and sat down in the opposite chair. Cursing her luck that she wore a decently short skirt today, she gave a quick tug, then propped the folder on her lap. Clicking the pen, she paused on the first question.
    â€œTell me one of the reasons you want to find love now.”
    â€œI need a little foreplay first.”
    The pen dropped from her fingers and rolled to the floor. “Excuse me?”
    He tamped down a grin, retrieved her pen, and held it out to her. She snatched it back, trying to make sure their fingers couldn’t touch. “Foreplay. I’m not comfortable getting right into serious questions without some warm-up conversation.”
    She wanted to scream with frustration, but she wanted to impress Kate. Damn him. He was having fun with this and didn’t seem the least bit stressed about her asking him intimate questions. “Conversation? Fine. How was your day?”
    â€œI gave out two speeding tickets, dealt with one minor traffic accident, and gave out four Breathalyzer tests. I had the night shift, so I’m a bit worse for wear.”
    Yeah, right. He looked fresh, other than his hair being a bit mussed up. It only made him look hotter. “Did they