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hardship.
    “You gave up on seducing me?” he asked.
    “Not at all. But this is fun, too.”
    “I’m not sleeping with you.”
    She glanced around the kitchen, then looked back at him. “I’m sorry, did you say something? I wasn’t listening.”
    “You’re a pain in the ass.”
    “But it’s a darned nice ass, isn’t it?” She turned to show him, patted the curve, then faced front again. “Okay, go get changed. I’ll take you to the nearest gym. You can get a thirty-day membership. Then we’ll work out together.”
    “There’s no equipment here?”
    She smiled. “I guess Hunter didn’t think of everything after all. It’s a good thing I’m around.”
    He stared at her. “You think you’re in charge?”
    “Uh-huh.”
    He put down his mug, then moved close and stared into her eyes. “Be careful, Meri. You’re playing a game you don’t know how to win. I’m out of your league and we both know it.”
    A challenge? Was he crazy? She always won and she would this time. Although there was something about the way he looked at her that made her shiver. Something that told her he was not a man to be toyed with.
    But he was just a man, she reminded herself. The sooner she got him into bed, the quicker she could get on with her life.

    Jack followed Meri into the large gym overlooking the lake. The facility was light and clean, with only a few people working out. Probably because it was midday, he thought as he took in the new equipment and mentally planned his workout.
    Back in Dallas, he worked out in his private gym, built to his specifications. But this would do for now.
    “So we can circuit-train together,” she said brightly, standing close and gazing up at him with a teasing smile. “I’m great at spotting.”
    She was trying to push his buttons. He was determined not to react, regardless of what she said or did. Meri was playing a game that could be dangerous to her. He might not have taken care of her the way he should have, but he had looked out for her. That wasn’t going to stop just because she was determined to prove a point.
    “Want to warm up with some cardio first?” she asked. “We can race. I’ll even give you a head start.”
    “I’m not going to need it,” he told her as he headed over to the treadmills, not bothering to see if she followed.
    “That’s what you think.”
    She stepped onto the machine next to his and set it for a brisk warm-up pace. He did the same, not bothering to look at her speed.
    “You didn’t used to exercise,” he said conversationally a few minutes later as he broke into a jog.
    Meri punched a few buttons on her treadmill and matched his speed. “I know. I was much more into food than anything else. Not surprising—food was my only friend.”
    “We were friends,” he said before he could stop himself. He’d liked Meri—she was Hunter’s little sister. She’d been like family to him.
    “Food was the only friend I could depend on,” she said as she cranked up her treadmill again. She was breathing a little harder but barely breaking a sweat. “It didn’t disappear when I needed it most.”
    No point in defending himself. She was right—he’d taken off right after Hunter’s funeral. He’d been too devastated by loss and guilt to stick around. A few months later he’d realized he needed to make sure Meri was all right. So he’d hired a P.I. to check in on her every few months. The quarterly reports had given him the basics about her life but nothing specific. Later, when he’d started his own company, he’d gotten his people to keep tabs on her and he’d learned a lot more about her. He’d learned that she’d grown up into a hell of a woman. Obviously she hadn’t needed him around, taking care of things.
    “The downside of food as a friend,” she continued, “is that there’s an ugly side effect. Still, I couldn’t seem to stop eating. Then one day I made some new friends and I stopped needing the food so much.” She