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Her body crashes into mine in all her curvy glory. I'd sacrifice all my billions to be with her.
She takes a step back. "Suh..."Sorry, she was going to say, but then her cute mouth hangs open as she stares at me. "It's you."
I smirk, hoping I can hide how feral she's making me. I'm like a starved animal when I'm around her. All I want is to grab her, hold her, own her. "I wouldn't miss this, Sparkplug."
"You're early."
"I wanted to wish you luck."
She smiles. She has the most gorgeous pale green eyes. They're somehow innocent and confident at the same time... like there's a self-assured version of her waiting to break free.
"Thanks," she says. "Oh, and for the laptop, too..." She gestures to it.
"How did your boss react?"
"He was surprisingly okay about it," she replies. "Are you ready to tell me who you are?"
I grin. "Maybe I'm nobody. That's why I don't want to tell you."
"Mr. Nobody in the presidential suite."
"I'm a trust-fund kid," I say with deliberate irony.
"Why do I get the feeling you're lying to me?"
"Because you're perceptive," I tell her. "Anyway, Sera, this evening isn't about me. It's about you. It's about your ideas. How are you feeling?"
"Smooth," she says, narrowing her eyes.
"You're feeling smooth?" I raise an eyebrow.
She chuckles. "No, Luke, I'm not telling you Ishave. I mean, that was a smooth way to change the subject."
"You shave?"
Her cheeks flush crimson, but she meets my gaze. "That is none of your business."
"You're right. Men my age shouldn't ask questions like that. We've got too much experience. It gives us ideas."
"Experience, huh?" she says, then shakes her head. "Will youpleasestop distracting me?"
"But it's so much fun. You haven't answered my question. Are you nervous, excited?"
"Excited," she admits finally.
"You look great," I tell her.
She smiles, smoothing down her shirt. She's wearing a dark blouse with another pair of tight pants, her brown hair in a bun again, this one neater than last time.
"Though I think I preferred when your bun was messier," I tell her.
"Oh, really? Why?"
"It suits you better, Sparkplug. It was as wild as your spirit."
She rolls her eyes. "Do these cheesy lines usually work?"
"I wouldn't know. I never try them."