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“Are you saying you don’t find me physically attractive?”

“I find you physically attractive.” Hunter’s comment was an understatement. Melanie was actually his ideal woman, the kind of woman he wanted to both protect from harm and push up against a wall and make scream with pleasure. But telling her that would be completely unprofessional. He was still on a job. “You’re a beautiful woman.”

She sighed again. “I don’t feel beautiful. I feel foolish. And a little airsick.”

“Here. Lie down and close your eyes.” Hunter patted his legs, indicating she should stretch out.

He was attracted to her, yes, but he also felt...interest. That tug of desire, in both his groin and his chest. Not good. Not good at all.

Which made offering for her to sprawl across his lap incredibly stupid.

She glanced up at him with big brown eyes. “You’re very hard.”

“Excuse me?” He was working on it, but not there yet. If she kept shifting around like that, he would be, though, and she would get an earful.

“Your legs. They’re very muscular. Not the best pillow.”

Right.

She smiled up at him. “But thank you. I appreciate it.” Squeezing his knee she added, “You’re very sweet.”

Now, that was a word no one had ever used to describe him.

And with that, his job got a whole hell of a lot harder.