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Authors: Elle James
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campaign.”
“They could make it ugly even if you do say something.”
“True, but at least I won’t have ignored them.” He caught her hands in his. “Will you wait here for me? I really wanted a chance to talk to you.”
Her gaze swept the room, her eyes rolling upward until they fixed on the bug circling over her and Eric’s heads. A smile spread across her face and she stared back into Eric’s eyes. “If you want me to stay, I’ll stay.”
He squeezed her hands and let go, hurrying out of the office. “I’ll only be a few minutes,” he called over his shoulder, the elevator’s beep ringing out in the hallway.
Ben took the opportunity to breathe deeply.
Good. With Eric out of the room, he had a chance to find out what Lucie was up to.
As soon as the office door swung closed, Ben eased out of the other room.
With her back to him, Lucie swung at the winged creature flying over her head. “Come here, little ladybug,” she said in a fierce whisper. “Can’t have you getting loose.”
The bug altered directions and flew straight at Ben.
He stared at the flying insect. What was all Lucie’s fuss about a harmless ladybug?
The woman in question spun on her heel in hot pursuit. When she saw him standing there, she planted both feet in the thick carpet, almost toppling over. “You!”
Her surprise was worth the tedious wait behind the door. A deep-throated laugh rushed up from his throat and almost erupted when the ladybug collided with his forehead . The red and black spotted critter dropped to the rug, almost blending in with the maroon-and-black Persian carpet.
He squatted and scooped the bug into his palm.
“Oh crap, oh crap.” Lucie danced around next to him, wringing her hands. Then she shoved her hand beneath his nose. “Give me that.”
With her fingers wiggling in his face, he bunched his fist, trapping the ladybug in his palm. Rising slowly to his feet, he studied her wide-eyed, flushed face. “Now, what would you be doing in Eric’s office with a ladybug, Lucie LeBieu?”
“I’m here visiting Eric, of course.” She shoved her hand out to him again. “I just wanted to catch the bug and take it outside where it belonged, that’s all.” Bright pink flags of color flew high on her cheekbones.
“Lucie, Lucie, Lucie.” Ben shook his head, his hand still firmly clutching the bug. “Your face gives you away. You’re lying, aren’t you?”
“No!” Dark brows drew downward. “Oh, keep the damned bug. I have to get back to work.”
With an exaggerated sigh, he glanced at his watch. “At two o’clock? Raccoon Saloon doesn’t open until 7:00 p.m.” Ben tsked his tongue. “Another lie? And you just promised Eric you’d stay until he got back. That makes three.”
“Shove it, Ben Boyette. If you’d just give me the darn bug, I’ll be leaving.”
Instead of complying with her demand, he circled around her, moving in slow, deliberate steps. “You haven’t answered my question. What are you doing in Eric’s office?”
“It’s none of your business.” Lucie crossed her arms over her chest, her chin tilting up at a stubborn angle. “Besides, why should you care?” She reached out and flicked the bright red ant embroidered on his blue uniform. “You’re just the exterminator.”
Score one for the swamp witch. Direct hit to the ego. “Seems like this was the same argument we had seven years ago.”
“Yeah, and what did it buy you? You’re back in Bayou Miste. Why didn’t you stay gone?”
“Maybe—” He stepped closer until his face was only two inches from hers. Her floral fragrance assailed his senses. How well he remembered that scent. The impact hit him like a football tackle to his knee joints. He shook his head and moved closer.
She threw back her shoulders and lifted her chin. The bayou princess wasn’t backing down. He almost grinned. He liked it when she was feisty. She wasn’t scared of him or anyone else.
But she was bothered. Her breath
“They could make it ugly even if you do say something.”
“True, but at least I won’t have ignored them.” He caught her hands in his. “Will you wait here for me? I really wanted a chance to talk to you.”
Her gaze swept the room, her eyes rolling upward until they fixed on the bug circling over her and Eric’s heads. A smile spread across her face and she stared back into Eric’s eyes. “If you want me to stay, I’ll stay.”
He squeezed her hands and let go, hurrying out of the office. “I’ll only be a few minutes,” he called over his shoulder, the elevator’s beep ringing out in the hallway.
Ben took the opportunity to breathe deeply.
Good. With Eric out of the room, he had a chance to find out what Lucie was up to.
As soon as the office door swung closed, Ben eased out of the other room.
With her back to him, Lucie swung at the winged creature flying over her head. “Come here, little ladybug,” she said in a fierce whisper. “Can’t have you getting loose.”
The bug altered directions and flew straight at Ben.
He stared at the flying insect. What was all Lucie’s fuss about a harmless ladybug?
The woman in question spun on her heel in hot pursuit. When she saw him standing there, she planted both feet in the thick carpet, almost toppling over. “You!”
Her surprise was worth the tedious wait behind the door. A deep-throated laugh rushed up from his throat and almost erupted when the ladybug collided with his forehead . The red and black spotted critter dropped to the rug, almost blending in with the maroon-and-black Persian carpet.
He squatted and scooped the bug into his palm.
“Oh crap, oh crap.” Lucie danced around next to him, wringing her hands. Then she shoved her hand beneath his nose. “Give me that.”
With her fingers wiggling in his face, he bunched his fist, trapping the ladybug in his palm. Rising slowly to his feet, he studied her wide-eyed, flushed face. “Now, what would you be doing in Eric’s office with a ladybug, Lucie LeBieu?”
“I’m here visiting Eric, of course.” She shoved her hand out to him again. “I just wanted to catch the bug and take it outside where it belonged, that’s all.” Bright pink flags of color flew high on her cheekbones.
“Lucie, Lucie, Lucie.” Ben shook his head, his hand still firmly clutching the bug. “Your face gives you away. You’re lying, aren’t you?”
“No!” Dark brows drew downward. “Oh, keep the damned bug. I have to get back to work.”
With an exaggerated sigh, he glanced at his watch. “At two o’clock? Raccoon Saloon doesn’t open until 7:00 p.m.” Ben tsked his tongue. “Another lie? And you just promised Eric you’d stay until he got back. That makes three.”
“Shove it, Ben Boyette. If you’d just give me the darn bug, I’ll be leaving.”
Instead of complying with her demand, he circled around her, moving in slow, deliberate steps. “You haven’t answered my question. What are you doing in Eric’s office?”
“It’s none of your business.” Lucie crossed her arms over her chest, her chin tilting up at a stubborn angle. “Besides, why should you care?” She reached out and flicked the bright red ant embroidered on his blue uniform. “You’re just the exterminator.”
Score one for the swamp witch. Direct hit to the ego. “Seems like this was the same argument we had seven years ago.”
“Yeah, and what did it buy you? You’re back in Bayou Miste. Why didn’t you stay gone?”
“Maybe—” He stepped closer until his face was only two inches from hers. Her floral fragrance assailed his senses. How well he remembered that scent. The impact hit him like a football tackle to his knee joints. He shook his head and moved closer.
She threw back her shoulders and lifted her chin. The bayou princess wasn’t backing down. He almost grinned. He liked it when she was feisty. She wasn’t scared of him or anyone else.
But she was bothered. Her breath
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