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make some coffee."
    "I can't lie down in your office," she protested as he leaned over to put her down gently, let ing her head rest on the padded arm of the sofa.
    "Why can't you?" he asked.
    Damn the sofa arm, he thought angrily, because it tilted her head at just the right angle to make her soft bow of a mouth look enticing. He poised above her trying to think, trying to make his body listen to his brain while her soft arm remained curled around his neck.
    "Do you sleep with Karol?" she whispered.
    He did groan. His hand slid into her hair and grasped a soft handful. "You can't ask me questions like that," he ground out.
    "Why not? You say al sorts of outrageous things to me!"
    His eyes slid over her relaxed body, lingering helples ly on the soft, sweet curves that the dres did not disguise. He wanted to ravish her where she lay. He wanted to take off her clothes and have her, right there, and glory in the pleasure her body would give him. He clenched his teeth. "No, I don't sleep with Karol," he said harshly. His hand bit into her waist, holding her stil . "You need coffee," he said firmly, emphasizing every single syllable because that kept him from thinking how it would feel to strip her naked and bury himself in her. He had to remember that she was a virgin. "I'm going to make a pot of coffee, right now."
    "Why?" she asked, her body moving helples ly on the leather as she looked up at him, her soft gray eyes so sensuous that he went taut al over again.
    "Because, God help me, if I don't, I'l have you where you lay," he muttered to himself with feverish need in his strained voice. "Now stay put!" He dragged himself to his feet and turned away from her, moving toward the smal kitchen area in one corner of his elegant office. His body was throbbing painfully, but he forced his feet to move. Coffee would solve al his problems right now. Certainly it would. Everything would be fine if he could just keep himself from looking over his shoulder where Danet a was sprawled like a virgin sacrifice.
    She sighed, stretching, her eyes on the powerfully built man fumbling with the coffeepot. Funny, she couldn't remember ever seeing him fumble, and he'd said something incredible about her if she could only remember what. She felt real y good. Light-headed. Delightfully boneles . Nothing mat ered anymore. She hummed to herself, raising one leg lazily, idly noticing the fabric sliding down to her hips, leaving her long, elegant legs in their silky hose bare and pret y. She didn't have bad legs, she thought, even if she couldn't win a beauty contest.
    Cabe had started the coffee, and turned back just as the skirt of her dres slid away. His jaw clenched. God, he'd never seen anything half that lovely, and the way she looked today, he couldn't blame Ben for taking her out. The miracle was that he'd been able to bring her back. She real y was something when she dres ed properly and emphasized her as ets. And what as ets they were, he thought, studying her boldly.
    She turned her head a lit le, aware of his blatant stare. He'd never looked at her like that before, she told herself. But even with alcohol fogging her mind, she knew that she shouldn't encourage him. He was a playboy, and she certainly wasn't cut out to be a one-night stand.
    With a faint sigh, she turned over on her side, pulling her skirt discreetly down as she closed her eyes sleepily. Cabe watched her with turbulent emotion. Why had Ben encouraged her to drink like that? His new sales manager had been exhibiting some odd behavior lately, and he was sporting a new Jaguar. Cabe knew his financial situation, and he was certain that the younger man couldn't afford a set of wheels like that on what he was being paid at Rit er Equipment Corporation. He frowned, brooding over Da-net a's sensuous figure while he answered two phone cal s and checked the outer office for customers. Fortunately it was a slow day.
    He poured a cup of very strong black coffee and sat down beside her,