A Seductive Proposal

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yeah.”
    “Do you wish he was still here?”
    “Who?”
    “Harry Blooker, of course.”
    Carly rolled her eyes. “Of course I don’t miss Quint.” Okay a little lie. “Do you know what I miss?”
    “What?” Her fingers tapped some more.
    “Going on dates and having someone open your car door and that sparkle of anticipation when you know he’s on his way.”
    “Wait,” Tina cried. She stared at the computer screen, her brows high on her forehead. “Uh-oh.”
    “Don’t tell me a computer virus.”
    Tina shook her head. “No, a different kind of virus. He’s on his way.”
    “Who?”
    “H.B.” Tina turned the computer screen around. She’d pulled up an email from Hunter Enterprises.
    Carly scowled as she read, “ Have new plan. I’m on my way. This can work…for both of us. ”
    “Oh, God.” She stumbled backward and fell into that same seat she’d fallen into just a few days ago. “Why is he coming? Did he say anything else, maybe in another email?” She jumped back to her feet. “Email him now. Tell him not to come.” As though an email would stop him. She’d need a Swat team and even then…
    “It’s too late. This email was sent an hour ago.”
    “I already told him no,” she muttered.
    “Face it. He likes you.”
    “Don’t say that.”
    “He liked you enough that first day—or rather, night. ” She waggled her eyebrows
    “Would you stop it?” Carly cried.
    “Your tour is ready to leave.”
    “Fine.”
    “Fine.”
    * * * * * * * * *
    Quint sat at the Cowboy Club bar and sipped the local Oak Creek Amber Ale. He had a view of the Mogollon Rim in the distance rising two thousand feet higher than Sedona. The Rim walls surrounded the northern and eastern part of the town like a citadel. The whole canyon ought to be the eighth wonder of the world.
    His gaze dropped to the street. His chest tightened. His lips parted so he could suck in some air. Carly headed in his direction.
    He swiveled on his stool. His heart thumped. She was like Sedona, a great natural beauty, her will as solid as the rock walls beyond.
    He took a swig of the ale as he watched her. She looked angry and he smiled. He liked her riled up. Tina had warned him that she’d been as mad as fire when she read the email. So she was.
    He chuckled but he also felt a little guilty. How could he enjoy himself like this when she looked like the top of her head could blow at any second?
    She had red smudges on her cheeks, she hadn’t bothered with a single bit of make-up and still she was beautiful. He sipped the ale a little more. Desire crept over him like a tide that just kept moving in.
    He remembered taking her the first time, from behind, her body so ready for him, her groans, his hand rubbing up and down her back, then he was inside. He wanted to be there again, but by the look of her mulish expression, he had a lot of work to do.
    But how he loved a challenge.
    He took a big gulp of ale and forced his body to calm down. This battle wouldn’t be won any time soon. Right now he needed to concentrate on business, on getting her geared in the right direction. Once he had this stage of his plan in place, he could focus on getting close enough to her ear to tease her with that little flip of his tongue that had made her whimper all night.
    He had hammered out the details with his lawyer and his accountant. He felt certain Carly would go for this new, but quite temporary angle.
    If she didn’t, he’d find some other way to get in, simple as that.
    Carly jerked the door open and entered the restaurant.
    He waved to her and smiled.
    She met his gaze, but her lips settled into a grim line. He would so love to kiss away all that dreary determination.
    “Quint,” she stated, approaching the bar.
    “Have a seat. You know, I’ve heard they make a nice prickly pear margarita.”
    “Why did you come back?” she asked, straight to the point, her voice hushed.
    Her tone did nothing to encourage his ‘naked ASAP’ plans.

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