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at the company and nobody seemed willing to let her go, even if nobody seemed willing to have her in their office, either. She was efficient, of that there was no doubt, but her personality left a lot to be desired.
    “Just leave it.”
    Denise moved to take it back but Jenna put her hand down on it. Long seconds ticked by. Jenna did not have time for this particular battle of wills and quite honestly she had no idea why she was engaging in it, usually she just went along to get along when it came to Denise.
    “I’ll take care of it when I return, please close the door behind you.” Her voice was as cold and crisp as fall cider. Denise looked shocked, and it was the first time that Jenna had ever seen anything other than her usual sour expression on her face. It might have been funny if she weren’t so frazzled.
    Denise backed out and Jenna stared down at the file. Whatever it was it would have to wait. She might have time to look at it in the cab though, she shoved it into her bag and headed out.
    By the time Jenna got back from lunch she was late for a meeting with a new client, who was not impressed by her lack of punctuality, although she managed to smooth that over, and then it was time for final reports.
    Denise had long since left, she checked out exactly at five pm, not a moment sooner or later, and the night had fallen an hour before. Jenna had her head bent to the papers on her desk so she didn’t see Blake standing inside her office doorway observing her.
    God she was beautiful, he wanted to tug the pins holding her hair neatly in place and let that beautiful fall of dark red waves cascade over her narrow shoulders. He wanted to touch the long arch of her neck, right where it met her shoulders, place a tiny kiss there and another one in the hollow of her throat, he wanted to feel her pulse against his lips and teeth.
    That disturbed him; it had been many years since a woman had had such a strong effect on him and to allow this particular woman to affect him was foolish, to say the least.
    She did not look like a career criminal, but then most career criminals didn’t—especially the good ones. She had changed her name and changed her spots, or so it would seem, but with five million plus dollars, money she had access to, missing from the company’s coffers and her record she made a good suspect.
    “You’re working late.”
    The words came across the room in a slow rich baritone. If she had been able to bite those words they would have tasted of purest honey but since they came from seemingly nowhere she screeched and sat bolt upright in her chair.
    “I’m sorry,” Blake untangled his lean body from the shadows, “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
    Jenna’s heart knocked against the walls of her chest with a crazy rhythm that she was sure was going to send her to the emergency room. “Can I help you?” Her voice failed to convey professionalism or politeness, mostly due to the squeak that came out at the end of the words.
    “I’m Blake Lewis.” He shut the door behind him as he spoke.
    She just looked at him. So, it was all happening after all. She knew he expected her to be afraid but she had had far too much experience with cops, and telling lies, for that. He had a major effect on her, no denying it, her nipples were threatening to shred the material covering them at any second, but lust and fear were far different.
    “Why do I expect the words vampire hunter to come next?”
    She had guts, he would give her that. And humor too, a lethal combination. “I prefer to kill zombies.”
    “Too bad, all the zombies left the building right around dinner time. Stick around though; the werewolves will be scaling the walls around midnight.”
    “Yeah I am afraid of body hair; it’s a real turn off for me. I blame it all on a girl I used to date that hated to shave anything.”
    Jenna opened her mouth and found she had nothing to say to that. He was fast, and witty. Not to mention dead sexy. His hip