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meant it.”  He stands abruptly.  “Come on, Makenna.  I’ll take you home.”  He grips his bag in one hand and takes my elbow with his free hand.  I clutch my own workout bag and follow him as he strides out of the gym.  His tank is back on, covering his chest – blasphemy – but he is still showing a good amount of skin, and the distinct, unique smell of his cologne mixed with sweat fills my senses with every breath I take.
    He opens the car door and I slide across the leather seat, just as Benny sinks down across from me.
    He gives his driver my address without having to ask me for it, and I’m a little surprised he remembered it from the other night.
    “Sorry about Monique,” he mutters.
    “I guess she’s a little put out.  Is having juice with you a coveted and exclusive event?” I joke, wanting to lighten the mood in the vehicle and make those two deep, incredibly sexy dimples appear in his cheeks.
    Thankfully, my tactic works.  “You tell me, you’ve experienced it twice now.  Are you impressed?”
    “Oh, absolutely.  I always leave feeling a little disappointed that we only shared one drink each.  I’d prefer it if it were two, or you know, ten.” I grin wickedly.
    “You’re one of a kind, Makenna Banks,” he murmurs, and I get the feeling he means it in a good way.
    “As are you, Benny Duncan.”  I definitely mean it in a good way.
    As the driver pulls up alongside the curb, I can’t help but wish I lived farther away. 
    “Thanks for the ride home.”
    “Anytime.”
    I exit the vehicle and I’m surprised to see him follow me out.
    “I have to do this,” he mutters.
    “What?” I whisper as he steps in close to me.  I look at him from under my lashes as his palm comes out to cup my cheek.
    “I’m going to kiss you now, Makenna,” he says softly.
    My heart speeds up, skipping beats and thumping wildly as he slowly lowers his head down until his lips meet with mine.
    My fingers grip his plain black tank at his waist as I let myself become consumed by him.
    He doesn’t push me into a wall and ravish me.  He doesn’t wrap his arms around my waist and tug me flush against his body.  He controls me with just one hand at the back of my head, his fingers threaded through my hair, as his mouth possesses mine.
    It is the best kiss I’ve ever had.
    When his lips leave mine, we are both panting.  He places a light kiss on my nose, and then whispers in that raspy voice of his, “Have a great night, Makenna.”
    “You too, Benny,” I reply.  I bend down and collect my gym bag that I must have dropped when he began kissing me, and then I head toward my apartment complex.  Just as I’m about to pull open the door to the lobby, I turn back around and see him watching me.  I throw him a smile and then duck my head before walking inside.
    After I fix myself a snack, and then take a shower, I slide under the covers of my bed and replay the kiss over and over until I finally fall asleep with my fingers touching my lips.
     
    ***
    Tap, tap.
    “Ms. Banks, are you busy?”
    “Come on in, Josephine,” I answer.
    She enters my office and comes to a stop in front of my desk.
    “I love your dress,” I say, admiring her just above-the-knee, black, sleeveless dress. 
    “Thank you.  I just wanted you to know that Juliette Maas called in twice yesterday.  Once to request an appointment with you, which I denied, and the second time to ask for your cell number, which I also denied giving.”
    “She’s persistent.”
    “Yes, she is.  She was waiting outside the office for me when I arrived at work this morning,” she tells me.
    I raise my brows sharply.
    “I refused her entry and she left unhappy.  I think she’s very unstable.”
    “I tend to agree with you there.  Have you documented all the contact from her?”
    “Yes, ma’am.  I’ve also made a list of the phone calls I believe are from her when she is using an alias.”
    “Could you make me a copy,