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“We were just chatting for a few minutes. I was going to get you in a second.”
    â€œActually, it’s my fault,” Tage said, standing. “I needed to talk to Michelle in private. And we’re not through yet.”
    Angela’s cute little lipsticked mouth formed an O . A handful of seconds later, her jaw snapped shut, and she jerked a nod. “Fine. Come and get me when you’re done talking, Michelle.” Her hips swung like a movie starlet’s as she click-clacked in her expensive shoes toward the exit.
    Tage closed the door behind Angela, then returned to his seat. “I’ve really fucked things up for you, haven’t I?”
    Oh buddy, you have no idea. “Did you tell Angela that you would work with her on the brochures?”
    â€œNo.”
    â€œShe sure thinks you did.”
    â€œYes, I see that.” He shoved his fingers through his hair, messing it a bit. It looked better messy, which irritated Michelle even more. “But I’m telling the truth, we didn’t discuss work on Friday.”
    Either he was lying or he was telling the truth and Angela had found out about his promise to come down somehow. Which meant they’d spent their time together discussing... other stuff. Personal stuff. Or maybe they didn’t talk at all. Maybe he kissed Angela like he’d kissed her. And maybe he didn’t stop there.
    Michelle’s insides knotted. She swallowed hard, trying to force down the big lump congealing in her throat. It didn’t work.
    His expression darkened as he shifted closer. “Are you all right?”
    She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
    Swiftly, and with no warning, he jumped up, caught her by both arms, and pulled her against him. His gaze wandered over her face as his brows pinched together. “What’s wrong?”
    This time she took a deep breath in, and with more force, she pushed it out, blurting the word, “Nothing,” as she exhaled.
    â€œAre you sure?”
    â€œI’m fine.” Becoming increasingly aware of how close his big, hard body was to hers, she raised her shoulders, trying to pull her arms free. If he knew what she was trying to do, he didn’t cooperate.
    â€œAre you sure? You’re breathing very fast.”
    His proximity sure wasn’t helping that.
    â€œI’m sure,” she said, tugging on her arms again. “Please, just let me go.”
    At last he released her. And she was sad he did it. Sad but also relieved. She hated how mixed up and confused she became around this man. Absolutely despised it. “Now, let’s get back to business.” She tried to put a little force behind that sentence. She failed.
    â€œWhat’s wrong?” he asked, still standing much too close.
    She sat, which at least put a little more space between her body and his. “Can we just get back to our discussion? I have other appointments.”
    His gaze sharpened. “I really screwed things up with you and your friend—”
    â€œI told you, I don’t give a damn about your personal life. It’s your business, not mine. Now please”—she motioned to his chair—“sit down so we can discuss your brochure.”
    Instead of sitting, he placed a flattened hand on the table next to her and angled himself over her. “Why does that pretty face of yours get so tight every time I mention her name?” Grabbing her arms yet again, he jerked her to her feet. “And why do you pout those lips for me when I pull you near? Why?”
    â€œI don’t pout anything for you. Wow,” she said as she flattened her hands against his chest and gave him a hard shove. “Are you so egotistical that you think every woman is dying to be your next conquest?”
    â€œI don’t think that. But I do believe you want to sleep with me.”
    She snorted. “That’s ridiculous.”
    â€œIs it?”
    She glared at him, and