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appealing, and the way he was touching
her was causing her pulse to race.  This man was dangerous, she knew.  And now,
now that he knew her secret, the only defense she had was pure professionalism.
     
"How was your meeting this morning?" she asked, trying desperately to
fit back into the role of assistant.
     
Sean smiled slightly, as if he knew exactly what she was trying to do. 
"We're not going to talk work this afternoon, Allie," he said
conversationally.  "Not until I figure out what the hell I'm going to do
about you."
     
"What.... what do you mean?" she asked.
     
"You're not exactly who you have been putting yourself forth to be,
Allie."
     
Allie closed her eyes briefly, and nodded slightly, but then forced her gaze up
to meet his.  "That's true.  But I've done nothing wrong, Mr. Greyson. 
I..."
     
She felt his grip tighten, as he reminded her in a steely voice, "It's
Sean, Allie."
     
But Allie couldn't say his name.  She just couldn't.  Instead, she tried
again.  "Mr. Greyson..."
     
Sean just turned Allie on the dance floor to move her away slightly from the
rest of the group around them and stopped.  He moved the hand that had been
gripping her left hand and cupped the back of her head, forcing her face up to
his.  "Do you really want to have this conversation right now, Allie?  I
certainly don't mind, but I have a feeling that your friend Anna may not appreciate
it."
     
Allie sighed.  "No, sir.  I don't."
     
She tried to pull away, but Sean did not loosen his grip.  Instead, he moved
both arms to encircle her waist and to keep her in his embrace.
     
"I should go," Allie said quietly.  "Anna..."
     
"Anna is fine.  She's enjoying her new husband," Sean said nodding in
the direction of the newlyweds.  "Dance with me," he added quietly,
his gaze finding hers, and nearly drowning her in its intensity.
     
"But..."
     
Sean simply ignored the start of her protest and pulled her back into his arms
as the band started playing a romantic ballad.  And rather than keeping her at
arm's length, Sean kept his arms looped around her waist.  One hand moved
slowly up her back, while the other remained fastened tightly around her.
     
"Move with me, Allie," he whispered in her ear.  "I want to feel
you."
     
Allie stiffly obeyed, but steeled herself against melting into him.  Her
movements were awkward, and she kept her head turned away.  If she looked at
him, if she really looked at him, she was in trouble.
     
"Relax, sweetheart," Sean whispered in her ear.  "Today I'm just
a man you met at your friend's wedding.  I'm not your boss."
     
But Allie shook her head.  "I can't."
     
"Yes, you can," Sean insisted.  He moved his hand gently over her
back, caressing her soft skin, moving his lips to her neck and lightly kissing
her behind the ear.
     
Allie nearly groaned, and again tried to pull away, but Sean was holding her
tightly, and the only way she would break free was to cause a scene.  But she
could feel him hard against her, and it both excited and frightened her.
     
"Please, Mr. Greyson..."
     
But Sean just moved with her around the floor, his mouth at her ear, talking to
her in a low and gravelly voice, one that Allie had never heard before. 
"For months now, I've been attracted to you, Allie.  Months.  At least
since Vegas, and probably before then.  I knew that there was something about
you that was different, but I couldn't figure it out.  You made me crazy.  You
were dressed in some of the ugliest clothes I've ever seen, none of it fit you,
and your skin... dear God, your skin.  What did you do to it, wear stage makeup
or something to look twice your age?  But still, Allie.  Still.  I wanted you. 
The night I took you home from my house, I wanted to kiss you.
     
"I went home that night and sat on my couch, and thought about you.  I
tried to figure out what there was about you that made me want you so badly. 
The only reason that I stayed away is that you worked for