it.
Jumping up again, she paced the room. If she hadnât been worried about leaving the professor alone, she would have gone to the gym to work out her frustrations on a punching bag.
âKatie?â
The professorâs voice startled her, and she turned to face him. She thought heâd been asleep for at least an hour. Heâd wrapped the towel around his hips, whereit hung low. She followed the small patch of hair just below his navel.
âYes?â Her voice sounded husky with need.
âCome to bed.â
8
âI âM NOT HAVING this conversation with you again.â Katie planted her feet firmly on the carpet. He liked her this wayâher defenses on high alert, ready for a challenge. She didnât seem to notice it, but sheâd pulled her shoulders back and her cheeks had turned a light shade of pink.
It was charming and hot all wrapped up in one beautiful package.
Mac stayed in the doorway, but held up a hand to stop the tirade he knew was coming.
âYouâre fired,â he said softly.
The shock on her face was priceless.
âYouâwhat?â Her words stumbled as she fought to understand what heâd said.
âI no longer want you to protect me. Now may I come to bed?â
Katie waved both hands. âNow, wait a minute. First of allââ she ticked a finger ââI was hired by the dean, so you canât fire me. And second, what do you think youâre doing? We slept together onceâa one-night stand. I realize that is a difficult concept for you, but there isnâtgoing to be any more, Professor. You tricked me once, but it wonât happen again.â
Mac bit the inside of his lip to keep from smiling.
Clearing his throat, he ticked off a finger in the same manner she had. âFirst of allââ he repeated her words ââIâm more than happy to call the dean right now and tell him that Iâm not happy with his choice of a bodyguard. That I would feel more comfortable with a male.â
He knew that would get her.
âWhat a sexist!â Her voice rose several octaves, and the color on her cheeks deepened. âI canât believe you would say something so chauvinistic. Iâm the best there is, buddy. Iâve been here twenty-four hours and without the opportunity to speak to even one person Iâve narrowed down the suspects to ten, out of the hundred or so the dean had listed. You saw what I can do in those videos, and you know you are perfectly safe with me.â
Mac leaned to the right and crossed his arms against his chest. âI have no doubt my life is absolutely safe in your hands, Katie. I never said you canât do your job or that you arenât excellent at it. I said I want to sleep with you again. And I know you want me, too. You have rules about that, and I respect those rules and you. So Iâm offering this compromise. Youâre fired.â
âArgh. You are such an arrogantââ
âJerk.â He completed the sentence for her. âYou value the truth above all else, right?â
âYes,â she said suspiciously.
âSo stand there and tell me that you donât want me. That you donât want to experience what we had last night again, because it was special. You know it as well as I do.â
She gave him a look of derision. âYou have a very high opinion of yourself.â
âNo,â Mac said seriously. âI have a very high opinion of you. Of the pleasure we can give one another. Answer my question, Katie. Itâs simple. Do you want me?â
âProfessor, go to bed. I have work to do.â She turned away from him, moving toward the French doors leading to the terrace. She pulled the handles, checking the locks. Heâd already watched her do it once a few minutes ago. Though she hadnât noticed him.
âItâs twenty-eight degrees outside, with the worst blizzard in recorded history. No one is
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