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the scarf wrapped around her waist. Even out in the pool she’d kept her legs covered. In the privacy of her own backyard, she sunbathed with her legs exposed, but in public kept her legs covered. She hated the way her hips looked. Her mother always said, she’d have no trouble birthing babies with those hips.
    “I’ve got secretary spread,” she said.
    He arched one eyebrow, but said nothing. Finally she sighed and untied the scarf from where it rested on her hips. She held the fabric open and watched his eyes narrow as her body was revealed to him.
    “Turn again,” he said. She let the fabric slide from one hand to trail on the ground as she slowly pivoted. She stopped when her back was toward him, glancing over one shoulder.
    His skin was flushed and his eyes were narrowed as he watched her. “Damn.”
    “What’s the matter?”
    “I wanted to get to know you today.”
    “And now you think you won’t be able to?”
    “I don’t want to do anything but get you naked.”
    She trembled, hearing the intent in his voice. She turned back toward him. “I’m only in Vegas four more days.”
    “Do you object?”
    “I probably should.”
    “Come on,” he said.
    They entered the casino. The air was cool and she shivered a little as her body adjusted to the temperature. Mandetti was waiting for Deacon as they stepped inside.
    He gave her a look of approval. “Nice suit.”
    “Thanks,” she said with a smile.
    Deacon watched the interchange but said nothing. She noticed he tended toward silence.
    “What can I do for you, Mandetti?” Deacon asked.
    “Sorry, compare . I’ve got my director breathing down my neck. I need to see the safe and talk to you about your deposit information.”
    “We were on our way out for brunch. Would you like to join us?” Deacon asked.
    Huh? She’d thought that Deacon was planning to seduce her in his suite. At the very least, she’d hoped to maybe seduce him. She’d even shaved her legs and dabbed expensive perfume on all of her pulse points in hopes of not smelling sweaty after lying in the sun.
    “I don’t want to interrupt your plans,” Mandetti said.
    “We’d be honored to have you join us. Kylie wants to know about the casino business.”
    “I do,” she said. “I was asking Deacon about it last night. I’ve never had the opportunity to see the inner workings of a hotel/casino before.” That much was true. And Deacon did have a job to do. She might be on vacation, but he wasn’t. Just once she wanted to mean more to a man than his career did. But she cut Deacon some slack considering she’d known him only for a day.
    “What do you do?” Mandetti asked.
    “I’m a secretary at an ad agency in Los Angeles,” she said. She thought about her job at Leiberman and Vox. She liked working for the VP, and it kept her busy most days. But it wasn’t very rewarding; it wasn’t her life, the way she sensed Deacon’s casino was for him.
    “Do you like it?” Deacon asked.
    “Most days. But it’s just a job.”
    “Let’s go up to my quarters,” he said to Mandetti. “I’ve arranged a cold buffet to be brought there.”
    “I’ll join you in a few minutes, Deacon,” Kylie said.
    “Why?” he asked.
    She needed a few minutes to herself before spending any more time in his presence. She couldn’t switch gears as quickly as he did. And Deacon might approve of her body in this bikini, but she didn’t savor the idea of eating in front of Mr. Mandetti in only her swimsuit.
    “I’ll give you two a few minutes,” Mandetti said, walking toward the executive hallway.
    “What’s up, Kylie?”
    “Nothing. I just want to change.”
    “You look fine.”
    “I’m not comfortable.”
    Deacon nodded. Without another word he escorted her to the guest elevators. He pressed the button for her floor and rode up with her, not saying a word.
    “Someday, angel, you will be comfortable, I promise you,” he said, kissing her as the doors opened.
    “Go change. I’ll wait