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Before he could activate his lightning-quick reflexes, she went up on her toes and kissed him on the cheek.

Then she turned back to the vending machine. Over her shoulder, she said, “Couldn’t help it. You’re cute when you get befuddled.”

He was willing to concede that she was smarter than he was…and probably a better leader…and, very likely, she was more confident. But he wasn’t about to let her take the lead when it came to what happened between them.

He was the bodyguard. He was in charge.

He grasped her upper arm and spun her around to face him. Holding her other arm to anchor her to one spot in the bland, empty break room, he kissed her. Not a belittling peck on the cheek, but a real kiss on the lips. His mouth pressed firmly against hers, he tasted mint and coffee. Though their bodies weren’t touching, the heat that radiated between them was hotter than a furnace.