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“Congratulations again.” Iris unbuckled her seat belt, preparing to climb from his car. “I’ll see you Monday.”

“It’s been a month.” Tyler’s ebony eyes held her in place. “Do you ever even think about it?”

Her eyes widened. “The kiss?”

Tyler’s gaze lowered briefly to her breasts before returning to her eyes. “It was more than a kiss.”

An electric current arced between them. She couldn’t be the only one who felt it. It was a very different type of tension from the one that had filled the car that morning.

“Yes, I’ve thought about it.” I’ve thought about that night and the way you made me feel more than I should.

“Right now, I really wish I wasn’t your client.” Tyler glared at her garage door through the windshield.

“But you are.”

“Why does that mean that I can’t touch you? Or taste you?” he added.

Iris fought the sensual assault of his words. “I don’t have personal relationships with clients.”

Tyler gave her a heated look. “Is that all I am to you, a client?”

Iris arched an eyebrow. “Am I more than a vendor to you?”

Tyler captured her left hand and held it to his chest under his jacket. “A vendor’s never made me feel like this.”