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Libby said.

“All right.” Shad crossed his arms over his chest. “Go ahead.”

“I want you to leave.”

“You already said that.”

Libby crossed her arms now. “Well?”

“Well what?”

“Go.” She angled her head toward the door. Once he was gone, she thought, she’d be able to breathe normally. However did he manage to suck up all the air in a room, leaving only scraps for everybody else to breathe?

But he wasn’t going. He seemed stuck to that backward chair as if he were glued to it by the seat of his pants. The pants—she couldn’t help but notice—that were pulled so taut across his thighs. She could actually see the power in those hard curves, could almost feel…Her eyes snapped back to his face, only to discover the most irritating grin she’d ever seen.

“You’ve got a lot to learn about firing, Miss Libby…”