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here bother you or the fact that I accepted money
for sex bother you?” she asked confused.
    He ran a frustrated hand through his head.
“Both,” he admitted calming down. “Because I still want you.”
    Those words were like fire to Phoebe’s senses
igniting heat to her groin. Turning away from him to gather her
equilibrium, which had been thrown off by his words, she said in an
unsteady voice, “I didn’t have any intentions of seeing you
again.”
    He moved up behind her and gently rested his
hands on her shoulders, speaking softly near her ear. “But you gave
me your number,” he pointed out.
    Her voice was stronger and full of sarcasm.
“It’s not my number. It’s a dummy number. I lied.”
    Jacoby turned her around. She really expected
to see him angry at her deceit, but he looked amused down at her.
Even with her heels on she still had was a couple of inches shorter
than him. In this light, he was a nice deep almond shade that her
fingers and mouth long to just touch, taste…
    “ Then it is fate, Phoebe
Green that I came here today,” he declared, smiling as if he knew
what she really wanted to do to him.
    Breathlessly, she said, “There’s no such
thing as fate for me, Mr. Knight, only bad luck.”
    He chuckled huskily, looking as if he wanted
to eat her alive. “I can stay in town tonight for you.” His arms
moved around her waist and molded her body against his.
    She gasped at his hardness that she could
feel through his clothing on her stomach.
    “ We could have watermelon
and whip cream.” He raised a hopeful dark brown brow and those
cinnamon eyes were tender, making her insides feel jittery with
excitement.
    Trying to keep a straight face, she said,
“You are crazy.”
    “ Only about you right about
now, Phoebe.” His warm lips pressed up against hers molding to
them.
    It felt so sinfully right kissing him like
this and Phoebe wanted to take him up on that offer so bad, but the
thought of giving herself to him was so wrong. Breaking the kiss by
turning her head away and pressing her hands against those broad
thick shoulders, she fought to control the situation. “No.”
    “ Speak up you two!” Desmond
muffled voice shouted on the other side of the door. “We can’t hear
you.”
    Jacoby cursed loudly and released her, seeing
she was again in control of her wits when he wasn’t. Again he ran
another frustrated hand through his hair. He released her not
wanting to force her. “I want to see you again, Phoebe.”
    “ No!”
    “ You’ve got to be kidding
me, dammit.”
    “ Don’t you curse at me. I’m
only making the right decision for the both of us.” She went to the
door of the office and opened it.
    Lawrence, Desmond, and Simon almost fell in.
Phoebe gave his friends and her office assistant an exasperated
look before turning back to Jacoby to say, “This conversation is
over with, Mr. Knight. Don’t try to contact me. There are no
strings attached to our business.” She took the papers from Desmond
and snatched the pen from behind Simon’s ear.
    Looking at Lawrence and Desmond as she handed
the papers back, she said, “Thank you for your service, Mr. Ripley.
Madeline is grateful to have you as a source for our computer
needs.”
    “ We’re glad to be your
source, Ms. Green,” Desmond said highly amused.
    She moved past them and went to her office
not giving Jacoby another look.
    Desmond asked Jacoby, “Does she know who you
are?”
    Jacoby walked angrily past them and went to
the elevators. Lawrence and Desmond followed soon after.
    “ So that’s it. You’re not
going to find out more about her?” Desmond inquired.
    “ No. She said she had no
intentions of contacting me.” Jacoby pulled the hotel stationary
that had her number on it out his pocket and ripped it in little
pieces.
    “ Does that mean you have no
interest in her?” Desmond asked.
    “ It means she doesn’t want
anything to do with me or weren’t you all listening at the door?”
he snipped,