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stood a chance. The chairs lay on the floor in the water, their frames so obviously cooked they’d likely crumble to splinters if touched. The filing cabinets remained, but she figured it a good guess their contents likely hadn’t faired so well.
    “Find anything back here?”
    Startled, Regina jerked back, straightening and whirling on the culprit who’d nearly made her jump out of her skin. She narrowed her eyes as her gaze slammed into Max’s. “Aren’t you supposed to be in the garage looking for hotspots and endangered chemicals?”
    The corner of Max’s lips quirked up. “Endangered chemicals? Nice.”
    Regina huffed a breath and glared at him. In the light of a bright, sunny, sober morning, he looked ten times more dangerous, more powerful, and God help her, more appealing than ever. Every female hormone in her body sighed in appreciation of him even as every alarm in her head sounded to get away from him as quickly as possible. “I didn’t mean for it to sound cute.”
    The smile faded from his lips. “So we’re back to normal, huh?”
    Regina ignored the hurt she heard in his tone. She couldn’t take this, not right now, not after last night, and certainly not when the dregs of the hangover were still pounding lightly in her head and weighing down her system. She needed time to think, to get her bearings back, and damn it, she definitely needed that part of her that had always been able to resist him.
    Well, hell. That’s easy enough. Just be your usual, unreasonable self. Get angry with him.
    “I’m here to do a job. My job,” she added, poking a latex-covered finger at her chest. “And you’re supposed to be in there doing yours.”
    “I was, I did, and I still am. I came looking for you on the off chance you might want to know my theory on what happened in there.”
    “I don’t work off theories, Jasper. I see facts and form opinions. But, if that’s your way of coming to tell me I’m cleared to enter the structure, then I’ll finish up here, do a quick interview with Mr. Gadsby, and head inside.”
    “You can finish up here and you can go inside, but the quick interview with Gadsby isn’t going to happen right now unless you plan to chase him down the street.”
    “What! He left?”
    Max lifted a shoulder. “Somersby let him go.”
    Regina growled, the fuse on her temper sparking hot enough to start another fire right where she stood. “That son of a bitch knows I’m on the scene.”
    Max held up both gloved hands, palms out. “Hey, don’t shoot the messenger.”
    Regina scowled as she turned back to the door of the building. “You’re not a messenger. You’re a nuisance.”
    “Well, gosh, and here I thought I was losing my touch,” he said dryly.
    Regina didn’t say anything to that. She couldn’t when hearing that simple word “touch” flow from his lips brought the memories of him doing exactly that to her slamming back to her mind. Her nipples beaded as she recollected the feel of his calloused hands on her breasts. Her pussy lips contracted, juices slicking her sensitive folds, at the memory of the way she’d ground her belly against his stiff cock, begging him with her body to fuck her.
    She’d touched him, too. She covered his cock with her hand, and sweet God of hormones, even through the thick denim of his jeans, she’d been able to feel how impossibly long and wide his cock was.
    She felt him even now, though he’d yet to lay a hand on her. He didn’t need to. His presence was enough to have her system sparking into a cacophony of emotions, wants, and desires she didn’t have the strength to handle today.
    “Do you know if any of the firefighters opened this door from the inside?” she asked without looking at him.
    “You were sticking your head through that doorway when I walked back here. Did it look to you like anyone could’ve gotten to that door from the inside without being a roasted marshmallow?”
    Regina closed her eyes as she took a deep