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and how dare he imply otherwise. Missy opened her mouth to let him have more venom when she noticed two things. First, he couldn’t look her in the eye and secondly, the phone was ringing.
    Ignoring her tirade, Eric leaned over, snagged the phone and mumbled into it before holding the receiver out. “It’s for you. Your agent. How does he know to ring here?”
    Saved by the bell. Funny thing… After yelling at him, she wasn’t sure now if he’d meant it or was just running scared. “He would have rung my ex when he couldn’t get hold of me and Andrew would have told him I was here.” Concentrating on her agent, she barked into the phone. “What?”
    “Hi, Missy, your check for your last royalties has arrived. Can you pick it up now?”
    “I’m not sure. Can’t it wait till tomorrow?”
    “I wish it could, but the office is going to be locked up tight for the next two weeks while I’m on vacation. I’m on my cell phone now, heading for the airport. My receptionist, Sally, is staying back until you get here.”
    Missy shrugged—about time her hard-working agent had a day off. “Sure, I’ll be there in twenty minutes. Have fun.”
    “Thanks, Missy. Bye.”
    She handed the phone back to Eric and turned to get dressed without saying a word.
    “Excuse you. Where do you think you’re going?”
    “My agent’s going away. I have to go into the office now and pick up a check.”
    Eric finished dressing and planted himself in her face. “Are you crazy? You were almost run over earlier. Now I’m not saying they were after you—I’m pretty sure it was me—but I’m not taking any chances. You’re staying here and I’ll do it.”
    Missy pushed hard at his chest and shoved him out the way. Like hell she would wait like a tame pet. “Let’s see… My answer would be no way in hell. I’m going and that’s it.” She double-timed it for the front door and away from Mr. Overprotective. “Besides, how do you think you’ll pick up the check without me? They aren’t just going to hand it over to some guy off the street.”
    Suddenly he zoomed ahead of her, fully dressed. “Kyla will write a letter saying you can’t pick it up. She can forge anyone’s writing. Sorry, Missy. I really am, but I have to look out for your safety if you won’t do it yourself. I’ll let you out when I get back from your agent’s.”
    “What? You can’t lock a hotel room from the outside.”
    He waved a keycard at her. “You can if you have the security override card. I can lock you in for you own safety. This is a family suite and we look after our own. I know you like being in charge and controlling everything. Most of the time I’m fine with that. Hell, I enjoy it, but when it concerns your safety, I can’t let you.”
    She watched dumbfounded when he let himself out, closed the door with a bang, followed by a sharp click. He wouldn’t, would he?
    She tried the doorknob and screeched out loud as she realized he’d locked her in the suite.
    “You bastard, see if I ever give you an orgasm again.”
    Well, two could play at this game. She smirked and reached for the phone. Eric was in for a surprise and she, for one, couldn’t wait to see his face.

Chapter Six
     
     
     
    “Anyone there? I’m here for Missy Duncan’s pay. Hello?” Eric pushed opened the door to the agent’s waiting room. It was unlocked and deserted. “Damn, no one home.” He checked out the receptionist’s desk, spotted the envelope with Missy’s name on the front and grabbed it.
    “Typical… Tell her to come in then leave.” He snorted in disgust. Now he was talking to himself like Missy. She’d kill him when he returned. Hmm, maybe he should get her flowers or chocolates. Didn’t most women like chocolate?
    He turned to leave then paused. Better make certain the agent hadn’t left anything else for Missy in her office. He eased open the door, feeling like an interloper. The empty, darkened office was still and ominous, like it was