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‘Nina, you can’t stay.’

‘You’re sacking me.’ Not a question. Rather a flat-line statement.

He stopped less than an arm’s length away, and instantly the space between them crackled with heat. The grooves in his mind slotted back into blistering memories of last night and the undeniable force that clawed at him whenever she was near.

He set his jaw. Got a grip. Slapped that mental wall back up.

‘Nina, you can’t continue to work here.’

Her slim nostrils flared before she slowly nodded. ‘I understand. I do.’ She glanced over their cold meals. ‘If it’s all the same with you, I won’t stay for dinner.’

She turned and, as his throat and chest burned, walked through into the main room.

Cursing under his breath, he strode off to catch up. This woman would drive him nuts.

The pull—this fierce physical attraction—was too strong to ignore. No matter how many times she walked away he would have to bring her back. Because what he’d tried to block from his mind all the long day would happen. He knew it as well as he knew his own name.

They would make love again, and she’d better prepare herself.