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    Limes’s huge size beside her had become sort of comforting now that she was used to it. She’d miss it.
    “I guess we better get back,” she said, putting her taco back in the box, not feeling too hungry.
    He picked it up and held it out. “Here, you can finish it. Come on. You need it to deal with the rest of the day.”
    She flushed and took a bite, unable to resist looking into his bright-green eyes with those dark lashes, that hard, mean face gazing tenderly at her.
    He was such a contradiction. He could be so rude, so unrefined, and then turn around and do something like this, which was oddly thoughtful.
    As she chewed and swallowed the bite, Limes looked down at his hand holding the last of the taco and put it abruptly back in the box. Then he stood and walked to the garbage, tossing everything in.
    “I’m sorry,” he said, still turned away. “That wasn’t appropriate.” He ran a hand over his head. “I’ll try to be more appropriate in the future.”
    She nodded. “It’s fine.” She checked her watch. “We better get back.”
    “Sure,” he said.
    It was quiet as they walked back to his truck and drove back to the office.
    Something was changing between them, something she couldn’t put a finger on.
    When they got back, things went on as before, with one exception. There seemed to be less of the sales douches coming by her office with complaints. Less men coming by in general.
    She gave Limes an amused look, but he didn’t notice. He was reading on his phone and only looking up to pin death glares on those who dared walk by.
    She definitely couldn’t keep him around forever, as she’d probably lose her job due to being unapproachable. But she had to admit it was a welcome break.
    She was able to finally get some quiet time to work on the email migration that was coming and some other things on her to-do list.
    And then all too soon, it was the end of the day, and the sales guys were leaving. A couple of the nice ones, those she considered less bad than the rest, poked their heads in to say bye. She politely waved good-bye, noting with amusement that Limes still gave them a glare, even though they weren’t misbehaving.
    Oh well, Limes would have to get over it. This was just part of being a woman in a male-dominated industry.
    She had grown up as a minority female in a group of men, so she was used to the feeling of being surrounded by wolves. Literally, in the case of her past.
    So the humans around her didn’t threaten her now. Well, except for one. She didn’t like Milo. He seemed all too sure of himself. It felt like he might be keeping secrets.
    She packed up her things into her purse and slid it over her shoulder, trying not to show the nervousness that rose in her, as she knew she had to meet with Milo. “All right,” she told Limes, who was pulling on his jacket. “I’m going to my meeting. You stay here.”
    Limes frowned. “Where are you meeting him?”
    “His office,” she said. “No big deal. You know where it is.”
    “Can I see your purse?” Limes said.
    “Sure,” she handed it over without thinking but then regretted it as Limes rummaged through it with a frown.
    “You don’t even have pepper spray on you,” he said in disgust. He pulled a small canister from his pocket and slid it in. “There you go.”
    She looked at it, so out of place amongst the other contents. “I won’t need it during the meeting.”
    “I’m sure you won’t,” Limes said, folding his arms and stepping back. “In fact, you really shouldn’t discharge it indoors or it could hit your eyes as well. But you should be carrying one in general. We can talk about it later. You should go to your meeting.”
    She squared her shoulders. “Right. I should.”
    He walked with her along the cubicles to Milo’s office. All the shades were drawn. Of course. She suppressed a shiver.
    “I’m right out here,” he said, pulling a chair from a nearby cubicle and parking it just across the