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“You’re getting awfully stressed, Jeffrey.”

Cyd took his hand and squeezed. “I know just the antidote.” The moment she’d been waiting for. The chance to take his mind off business.

Jeffrey pulled his hand from hers and started pacing. “You don’t understand. This could make my career.”

While he walked away from her, she quickly doffed her robe. And when he turned around…Honestly, she’d never seen a man stare at her like that. His eyes were shiny, focused right on her.

She placed her hands behind her head, the way she’d seen a pinup poster girl do. For extra effect, Cyd thrust out one hip.

Jeffrey’s hot gaze traveled along her arms, down to that thrust-out hip, then back.

“What are you doing?” he said in a choked voice.

“Taking a hot bath. You should, too. It’s the perfect way to relax,” she answered, trying to sound coy and suggestive. She swiveled ever so slowly and walked toward the tub, hoping that he’d follow her.

And the squeak in the floorboard told her he was doing just that.