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probably was.
    “Wyatt, Clay, and I decided you—”
    “Do not finish that sentence.” She may have actually breathed a bit of fire in his direction.
    Dominant women did nothing for him. In the bedroom. Nothing.
    But outside it? On a battlefield or in a conference room? Hell yes.
    He grabbed her face and lifted her lips to his. Her taste, it was just as good as he remembered the first time. She sighed into his mouth and the weight of her breasts as they hit his chest nearly knocked the wind out of him.
    Gorgeous didn’t come close to what she was. How the hell had he missed it before then?
    He kissed her again and again, feeling her give in to his needs to brush his lips against her skin. To kiss her mouth, her jaw. To lick her throat with a little bit of teeth thrown in because he wanted to feel her shiver.
    Her moan seemed to startle her. “Wait, wait, wait,” Natalie ordered. “We were arguing.”
    “Yes we were.” He said it out loud but it was much more for himself. She was his client. That was it. Not some chick he could fuck out of his system and then walk away from at the speed of the word “relationship”.
    That word sobered him the hell up and he let her go.
    “You’re not staying with me. That is out of the question.”
    “No it isn’t.”
    “Wanna bet on it?”
    “No, because I’m telling you right now you aren’t staying in my home.”
    “How easy do you think it is to find your home address?”
    She opened her mouth then closed it again. “Hard?”
    Yes I am . “Easy. It took me about ten minutes to find your home address. And that wasn’t on any of my super-secret spy websites. That was just dicking around on the internet and going where bad people go to find information to fuck the good people over.”
    “Ten minutes? That’s it? But I have an unlisted number.”
    “I love that even with your background.” She stiffened. “With your famous family, Ms. Prickly, that you have any naïveté left. It’s cute.”
    “I’m not feeling very cute at the moment.”
    I disagree . He almost said it but he squashed it with a clearing of his throat instead. What the fuck? They weren’t dating and he wasn’t trying to get into her pants. Much. “But you have your info listed on your utilities. The lease on your condo. On the clinic. It’s not hard to find. And trust me the last thing you want is to be hurt at home. It’s devastating.” He let that sink in for a few seconds while he eyed her mouth. “You need protection. All the time. You will be my only client until we catch the baddy and get you safe.” Strictly professional. Totally. He eyed her mouth again. Almost.
    “I don’t even like you.”
    “You hurt my feelings.”
    She snickered and then tried to cover it up.
    “Ha. Made you laugh. See, we’ll be perfect roomies.”
    “I’m a horrible roommate. You wouldn’t last two days at my place with my rules.”
    “What? The smell of dead bodies from your ex-boyfriends too hard to stomach? Don’t worry. I can handle it. We’ll get some of that fruity flowery spray crap. Cover it right up.”
    She glared at him and he put his hands on her shoulders.
    “You are super tense.”
    “It’s been a rough day and I was nearly run over.” Her smile was full of attitude and he wanted to laugh. And kiss her. Jesus. Instead of leaning forward to kiss her again, he moved toward his desk and ran fingers through his hair.
    Mumbling to himself, he wondered what in the world he was doing.
    “I can hear you.”
    “Yeah, yeah. Oh and I forgot to tell you.” They really needed to get moving. It was already getting late and he had shit to do before he could take her back home. He strode to his desk to grab a few things he would need being out of the office for a few days. Laptop, mobile hard drive.
    “Forgot to tell me what?” She glared at him. He didn’t actually have to look up to see it. He could feel it.
    “I have to bring my dog. You’ll love him. His name is Killer.”
    Mount