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I see is what I’m getting here.” He plunged his fingers through his hair and sighed. “I know we don’t know each other that well, but I feel some type of connection. Do you feel the same way?”
    Kelly stiffened and looked away as an uncontrollable panic swept through her. Parker couldn’t see her face nor read her reaction, and yet it seemed like he could. All of a sudden, she felt guilty because she had no plans to tell him who she was, and as he had said himself, they hardly knew each other. What made her think she could trust him? You went to bed with the man. What he doesn’t know about you is unimportant. 
    “Ann?”
    “Hmm . . .” Kelly slid out of bed and out of Parker’s range. Perhaps if she wasn’t close to him, she’d be able to think with a clear head and lessen the chance of him sensing her discomfort.
    “Am I right?” She watched him angle his head to follow the sound of her footsteps. Kelly walked to the glass sliding door and slid it open, hoping to catch a whiff of fresh air and clear her mind. Instead, a wild gust of wind blew in, rustling the loose papers on the desk.  
    “Oh, crap.” She ran after the flying papers and gathered them from the floor.
    “Ann, why are you avoiding my question?” Parker asked, going down on his knees to help with the pick-up effort.  
    Kelly’s gaze traveled down his naked body while he moved around,trying to gather some of the papers littered across the floor. Her eyes were glued to his form. His ass was perfect—each muscle contracting and relaxing with his every movement.
    “I’m sorry, but I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Kelly stood, holding a handful of stray papers she would have to put back together later.
    Parker rose to his feet, dropping the stack of papers in his hands. His proud cock dangled before him. Even in its soft state, it was a sight to behold. She drew a deep breath, fighting the sudden excitement pulsating between her legs.
    He strode to where Kelly was piling the mishmash of a script she’d been reading earlier.
    “Don’t play coy with me.” He placed a hand on her arm. “Please, look at me.” 
    Kelly had avoided many things in her life, and this brewing confrontation was something she could do without. With annoyance she didn’t bother to hide, she turned around and faced him.
    “For your information, I’m not playing coy. I don’t know what you’re referring to. If you think I’m hiding something, then you’re right. We all have secrets, and this is personal. I have no intention of telling you what it is.” Holding her tongue had never been her strong suit. She immediately regretted speaking her mind when a fleeting, wounded expression flashed across Parker’s face.
    “I apologize if you think I’m prying. I just want to get to know you better . . . but you know what? Forget it. It was nice spending a great evening with you, Ms. Sutton.” Parker pivoted and walked toward the bed, picking up his clothes that were littered on the floor with his toes.
    Stunned, Kelly just stood there as Parker dressed himself, finding each piece of his clothing without difficulty. Once he was done tying his shoelaces, he reached inside his pocket and speed-dialed a number. “Meet me at the front door.”
    Furious at herself for ruining a perfect night, Kelly crossed the room when Parker turned in her direction. “Parker, I didn’t mean for it to come out the way it did. Please, forgive me.” How could she explain herself without blowing her cover? Things had happened so fast, and even if Parker seemed the perfect guy, she wasn’t about to bare her soul to him yet.  
    “I think you made your point loud and clear. You want to be left alone. You don’t have anything to worry about as far as I’m concerned. Again, thanks for the . . . lovely  . . . evening.” Parker tilted his head before he walked out the door.
    Dumbfounded, Kelly stumbled forward in her haste to follow him. How would he