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from hers. His eyes were unreadable, his jaw tight. “You look like innocence,” he said, breathing hard, “but you taste like the sweetest sin.”
    She stared, swaying against the wall and then into him.
    He searched her face, his head tilting, his mouth hovering over hers. “Your heart is racing a mile a minute.”
    “You can hear it?”
    “Every beat. Every promise.” He shook his head as if trying to wake himself from some kind of spell. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll write the article as fast as you can and forget you ever met me.”
    Melina’s ego wilted.
    Forget him? Like that could happen. Now that she’d kissed him, her mouth had been spoiled for any other. “Why would you wish something like that?”
    She didn’t know what else to say.
    “I don’t know. It doesn’t even matter.”
    Doesn’t even matter?
    He scrubbed his hands through his hair. “I should make an appointment with a stylist. You said that was first, right?”
    “Right.” Reality thundered down around her. “Stylist. Of course.”
    How could one little— smoking hot —kiss make her forget the reason she was hired to be here in the first place? Her assignment had been clear-cut. Clean up his image. Write a killer article. Simple.
    She would’ve slept with him if he’d asked her, she thought with chagrin. But if news got out that she had while on the job, that’d only cement his playboy status rather than improve it. And what kind of journalist would she be then? A slutty one, that’s for sure. A sketchy employee no one would trust. Goodbye Eclipse .
    Regardless, she couldn’t help but want him.
    More than she’d ever wanted anyone.
    Ever.
    “I’ve got a magic worker who’ll do wonders for you,” she said as her heart cracked in her chest. “Clear your schedule tomorrow afternoon.”
    He nodded, his gaze honing on her lips. “Make the call.”
    She couldn’t have misread their connection. Couldn’t have. But if he felt the same thing she did, how could he push her away so easily?
    Holding her head high and feigning confidence she didn’t feel, Melina turned away from him and marched to the elevators. She tightened her bag over her shoulder as the heat of his gaze warmed her back.
    Was he watching her walk away? If he were, wouldn’t that mean he didn’t really want her to leave?
    Don’t look. Don’t look back.
    Curiosity niggled at the back of her mind.
    Slowly, she glanced over one shoulder.
    Hayden stood in the center of the doorway where she’d left him, but now, a stunned expression marred his features. His mouth dropped open. His hands clenched to fists at his sides. Hunger burned in his gorgeous eyes. He looked as if he wanted to eat her up.
    Melina smiled coyly, as if it hadn’t been a big deal to walk away. But the moment she disappeared into the elevator and the doors hissed shut, she blew out a shaky breath.
    “You may say one thing, Mr. Dean,” she said, resting against the elevator rails, “but your eyes say something completely different.”
    Why did he date women left and right, as if he didn’t care for any one in particular, but stand her up the night of the Silverlights? Why did he taste like an intoxicating mix of heat and promise, yet his words were clipped and cold?
    She was determined to figure out why.

Chapter Eight
    Tuesday afternoon, on the drive from his office to Vision Amore, the stylist’s boutique in Pacific Heights, Hayden mumbled two phrases over and over again.
    Melina Rae is your Luminary.
    Being with her isn’t an option.
    He repeated them to absorb them. So he wouldn’t forget them when he was with her, surrounded by her drugging natural fragrance. Something deep inside him warned it wouldn’t matter how many times he repeated the lines.
    He wanted her.
    The wolf part of him—the crazed, howling part that instinctively wanted to possess her body and bond with her soul—would simply have to cool it.
    The rogues and their threat to her safety were one