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let her go.
    Now
Silken turned her glare on him.  “What did you do that for?  Dundix deserved
everything I said to him and more.”
    Max
took a step toward her, stopping mere inches from where she stood, her chest still
heaving with rage.  His brows fell and he fixed a dark scowl on her.  “Don’t
you ever do that again,” he said through clenched teeth, fighting to maintain a
hold on his anger.
    She
scowled back.  “Do what?  I was only defending-”
    “I
don’t need you fighting my battles for me,” he said, cutting her off.  “I’m a
grown man, Silken.  I can speak for myself.”
    “But-”
    “No
‘buts’.  Whatever your beef with Dundix, what you did inside there was uncalled
for and it was rude.”  He slapped his forehead with his palm.  “God, where do
you get off thinking you can do things like that?”
    “I’m…sorry,”
she said, looking half shocked, half confused at his reprimand.  “It’s just
that I know that man and he’s nothing but a low-down snake.”
    “Yes,
you’ve said that before,” he said, shaking his head.  Then he gave her a heavy
sigh.  “I appreciate the warning but let me handle my own business, okay?  All
you succeeded in doing just now was embarrass yourself and Dundix and me. 
Happy?”
    “I…I
didn’t think…” Her eyes grew wide as she stared up at him and her brows lifted
in a look of concern and regret.
    “You’re
damn right, you didn’t,” he said, his voice full of reproach.  “If you had, I
wouldn’t be in this predicament now.  I practically had to throw myself out of
their office.”  Then he snorted.  “And worst of all, it was goddamn humiliating
having a woman come in to defend me.  Where do you come off doing shit like
that?”
    Silken
looked mortified, her eyes big as saucers as he spat the words out.  “I’m
sorry,” she said finally, her voice a pained whisper.  “I didn’t mean to
embarrass you.  I just got carried away…”
    She
dropped her gaze and ducked her head like she was trying to hide her emotions. 
But too late.  He’d seen the stricken look in her eyes, the shame in her face,
and the remorse.  And he’d seen the way her bottom lip – so soft and full and
tempting – trembled in her contrition.
    Feeling
like he needed to comfort her, wanting so badly to soothe her, he reached out
to stroke her lip with his thumb.
    That
seemed to have the desired effect because she grew still and lifted her eyes to
his, and in them he could see the conflict – the uncertainty and the desire.
    Max
knew he was taking advantage of her moment of vulnerability but he had to taste
those lips again.  His hand slid down to cup her chin and he lowered his face
to hers then he was pulling her close, so close that they were only a breath
apart.  Then he touched his lips to hers, gently at first, giving her time to
relax and give in to his demand.  As he felt her acquiescence his kiss became
more insistent and he pressed her softness against him, molding her body into
his.
    God,
she felt good…and tasted even better. Sliding his fingers into her hair he
tilted her head so that he had full control and soon she was gasping in his
arms.    
    She
clung to him and when he lifted his head – eventually – she moaned, eyes closed
tight, lips soft and slightly swollen from his kiss.
    “Silken,”
he whispered.
    She
blinked then, slowly, her deep brown eyes focused on his.  “Yes?” she said
softly.
    “I
think we’d better get out of this parking lot,” he said with a chuckle, “before
they tell us to go get a room.”  He lifted his eyes and threw a glance toward
the side entrance where two people, probably staff members, had paused to stare
at them still locked in each other’s arms.
    To
Max’s surprise Silken did not pull away.  She’d seen the spectators but instead
of breaking his hold, she lifted her face and gave him a peck on the cheek.
    Confused,
Max gave her a smiling frown.  “What was that