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fun,” I said with nonchalance.
    The driver eyed us in the rear-view mirror.
    “Keep your hands off,” she whispered.  The increase in her breathing proved further that I was getting to her.
    I leaned into her ear.  “Why would I do that?  You can’t play this game according to your rules, Nic.”  I nipped her earlobe eliciting a shiver.
    “Mike.”  I smiled, nuzzling the skin of her cheek and, whether she meant it or not, her head tilted toward my nose as if begging for more.
    “You’ve caused me a lot of trouble today,” I told her.  “I think it’s only fair that I collect.”
    “I thought that’s what you did when you came to fetch me before dinner.”  She pulled away to look me in the eyes.  “I’m not sleeping with you, Mike.”
    The car stopped at our destination.  The driver exited and came around to let us out.
    “We’ll see,” I said with confidence, turned and left the vehicle, offering her my hand.  She made to take it and then decided otherwise, but too little too late. I grabbed onto her wrist and helped her anyway.
    When the elevator doors closed, we found ourselves alone in our confines.
    “Ready for tomorrow?” I asked casually.
    Nicole’s brows furrowed.  “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”
    “Because we’re flying back.”
    She grumbled.  “You just had to remind me.”
    “Don’t worry,” I turned to her, “it gets easier.”
    “Yeah, yeah.  Remind me to get drunk before boarding this time.”
    I harrumphed. “What’s that going to help?  You were worse after your two drinks the last time.”  I stepped toward her.  “I have other ways, you know.”
    “I’m sure you do,” she said and held out her hand, stopping me from getting closer.  I applied pressure against it, setting my palms against the wall on either side of her head and leaned closer.  “I’m not sleeping with you,” she repeated her earlier words, but her statement didn’t seem as adamant.
    “So you say,” I whispered and closed the gap between us with an intense kiss that made my head spin.
    When our elevator reached its destination, she was plastered to my body, her legs around my waist, fingers fisting my hair and pulling me into her as I had a hand on her ass and my other on her back.
    I opened my eyes and began to walk us to her room, which was closest.  I pinned her against the wall beside her door and indulged in the soft skin of her neck, all the way down to the spot where the swell of her breasts began.
    She arched into me like a cat in heat.  I slowed my ministrations as I aimed for another taste of her mouth.
    The realization that I wanted her like I wanted my next breath hit me tenfold, and I knew I had to end this.  Despite my obvious attraction to Nicole, the dance we’d been doing over the course of the day wasn’t a game I wanted to play.  It was hers.  And she deserved more than that.  If I were being entirely honest with myself, so did I.
    My aggression tapered off and our kisses grew softer, almost tender, as I let her slide down the wall, feeling her every curve against my body.  Her moist breath hovered over my lips when I managed to find enough resolve to pull myself away from her.
    Eyes shut, I pinched the bridge of my nose and took a deep breath before opening them and seeing the deep greens of her irises.  She was mesmerizing when she was fired up with sexual tension.
    “I…” I backed away, feeling the heat of her body desert me altogether.  “Goodnight, Nic,” I said with a hoarse voice before turning and walking toward my room.  Not wasting time, I entered it, bolted the door, and took a deep breath as numerous thoughts careened together in my head.
    Why the hell did you ever agree to this?
    My competitive nature had caused me to give in to Nicole’s games, not to mention my lust had been a strong player in that decision as well.  The problem was that the more time I spent with my assistant, the more I wanted her.  And the less of a game it