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see every square inch of it, especially all four bedrooms”—Declan gave her a devilish smile—“but it’s not going to be up to visitors for some time now.”  
    What neither of them said, but both of them thought, was that by the time Declan’s home was again presentable, they would have gone their separate ways.
    “Right. To work, then.”  
    By mutual agreement, they both parted and went to their respective corners.

 
    Chapter Six
     
    A n easy flow between them came for the rest of the morning and into the afternoon. Marlee ran through her entire lecture while Declan watched, wrote notes, and, she surmised, feigned interest in a subject that couldn’t possibly hold any interest to him.  
    After she was done, they rotated the large TV so they could sit in the comfortable talk-show set chairs and watch the playback. They turned the chairs so that they both faced the TV. Declan moved his chair so that he was close enough for their legs to touch.  
    She paused the tape at each point where she wanted to relate what she was saying to football. Declan would give her an idea and she’d mark it in her notes. He had some very good ideas, and she was a bit unsettled at his grasp of the content. She had toned it down a little due to her upcoming new audience’s lack of expertise, but, as it stood now, until she did more editing, it was still pretty heady stuff, with lots of statistics.  
      Declan became excited and was incredibly helpful when Marlee gave him her itinerary of scheduled lectures. “Duke is your first stop? Duke in mid-January? Marlee, you’ve got to talk about basketball there, not football.”
    “I know even less about basketball than I do football.” As Declan brushed aside her objection with a swift wave of his hand, she continued, “You don’t seem to understand. If I go in and make a mockery of my speech by adding too much sports talk, and it’s obvious that I know nothing about it, it will highly negate my credibility. And I need that credibility to help get some good funding passed.”
    Declan ignored Marlee and said, “Look, I’ll write it all out tonight, the basketball phraseology as compared to the football. Then I’ll mark on your itinerary which stops you should use the football and which ones the basketball, okay? It’ll be fine, Marlee. Look at how quickly you picked up the football stuff. We have it interspersed cleanly throughout your lecture; all you need to do is practice it a few times, then learn the basketball parts and get those down. Piece of cake.”
    Marlee knew it would be. She had great memorization ability, and it had served her well whenever she had to do a lecture circuit. She had her speeches on cards and written out long-hand, and, of course, a visual presentation to go with it, but she seldom glanced at anything when she spoke. She was, after all, an expert on public speaking.  
    She would just simply become as familiar with the football and basketball jargon, and the incorporations would be flawless. Today was only Monday, she had the rest of the week to work on it. And to work with Declan, she reminded herself.  
    Thank goodness she was so polished at public speaking. Being in a small room with Declan after he had bestowed that passionate kiss upon her was more distracting than a room of two thousand people. It had taken several minutes for her heart rate to return to normal and her body to stop aching. She had covered by taking an inordinate amount of time setting up the video equipment and the podium stage.
    “Thank you. I really do appreciate your help with this. I know it’ll be much better than if I just threw in some football terms.” She was disappointed that he had said he’d work on it tonight. She had hoped that maybe they’d be spending the evening together.  
    “You’re welcome. Listen, I know it’s early for dinner, but we skipped lunch and I’m starving. Let me take you out somewhere. I’d love to cook for you, Marlee, but my

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