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“I think you could persuade me to do anything,” Noah said.

His finger trailed down her throat to rest against her collar. Her heart fluttered.

She stepped away and eyed him suspiciously. “What would it take for you to listen to my side of the story?”

He shrugged. “Not much.”

“How much?”

Noah’s eyes gleamed devilishly. “Why don’t we start with dinner?”

“All right, Noah. Why not?” Sheila countered. “But I insist we keep the conversation on business.”

“Just come with me,” he suggested wickedly. “The conversation and the night will take care of themselves.”