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minutes early. Thank you.”
    She nodded, not bothering to explain she’d anticipated seeing him again almost as much as she dreaded cleaning. “Where would you like me to start, Mr. Magnus?”
    “Come with me.” He stood up, reminding her once again how much taller he was than her, despite her average height.
    She licked her lips and followed the man, unable to keep her gaze from straying to the seat of his trousers. They were tailored tastefully enough to hide the shape of his bum, but she just knew it would be taut and muscular.
    He led her into an office down the hall, flicking on the lights. She blinked at the immense space, smothering a groan. The place was larger than her entire apartment building, which comprised three small apartments on one level. It would take her hours to clean, even though everything looked immaculate. Keela had to blink back tears at the idea of being up so late and having to get up again at five to make it to her six a.m. shift at the diner.
    Struggling to hide her emotions, she asked, “Where might I find a cleaning cart, sir?”
    Simon blinked. “A what?”
    She almost snorted, but realized he’d probably never cleaned a thing in his life. “I’ll need cleaning supplies.”
    His lips quirked with amusement. “For what, Keela?”
    “To clean your office.” She trailed off. “How did you know my name?”
    “I had my security man run a background check on you from your license plate. I copied it down as you drove away.” He made the admission casually, as though it was no big deal to illegally obtain information about someone. Not that she could blame him for wanting a way to track her down, in case she hadn’t shown up tonight.
    “Oh.” Her lips felt numb as she wondered how much he’d discovered. Did he know she’d racked up thousands of dollars in credit card debt, and she owed so much in student loans that the monthly bill could make her sob just by seeing the envelope? Would he understand she’d had trouble finding a job with her useless degree and had lived on credit long past when she should have? Pretty much until the polite (and then not-so-polite) calls started coming in, and they cut off her limits.
    What did it matter? She was here to work off yet another debt. It didn’t matter what he thought of her. Tapping the badge, she asked, “Why the subterfuge?”
    His smile held a predatory edge. “I didn’t want you to become alarmed that I knew all about you and take off before you could settle your debt.”
    Resisting the urge to glare at him, she struggled for a neutral tone. “If you’ll direct me toward cleaning supplies, I’ll get started.”
    Simon shook his head. “I don’t want you to clean my office, Keela.”
    She frowned. “You don’t?” What other position could he have for her? Her degree in archaeology hadn’t prepared her for a corporate job at a place like this. Maybe an internship in the mailroom, but not an actual position utilizing her education, unless he suspected there was a dinosaur skeleton under the building.
    “No.”
    “What do you expect me to do then?”
    The hunter instinct was definitely visible in his eyes when he grinned at her. “For starters, you can take off your clothes.”
    Keela froze, and then shook her head. “What?” She couldn’t have heard him correctly.
    “Undress. Slowly. I want to savor every inch of that creamy brown skin as you reveal it.”
    Her mouth dropped open. “You can’t…what do you expect from me?”
    “I expect you to please me sexually.” At her gasp of outrage, he smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you get off too.”
    “Fuck you.” She grasped her purse tighter and turned toward the door. His hand reached it a second before she did, keeping it wedged shut. “Get out of my way.”
    “No.” He pressed close to her, bending his head to brush his lips against her cheek. “I’m being generous by allowing you to trade that beautiful little body as payment for damaging my