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were drawing everyone's attention, Lynn allowed herself to really
look at Nathan for the first time.
    Her heart leapt in excitement when she rested her eyes on
his handsome face and cool, contained demeanor.
    He was recognizably the man from the press conference.
Expensive tailored suit. Classic good-looks. Brown hair with a slight trace of
gray near his sideburns. Close up, however, his presence was even more
powerful.
    He was a man who seemed to fill up the elevator with
something more than his lean, broad-shouldered form.
    He was a man who was used to being in control.
    He was a man who’d lived a full life since she’d been his
intern ten years ago.
    He'd had two failed marriages. He'd raised two daughters
basically on his own and had appeared to do a pretty good job of it, since
neither had ever been notorious party girls who made tabloid headlines. The
younger was still in high school, and the older was at some exclusive school in
Europe. Nathan kept both out of the public eye.
    Lynn could see evidence of time, of experience, of the life
he'd lived, etched into the lines and contours of Nathan's face now.
    The corners of his mouth and eyes creased as he smiled at Moore
with the practiced smile of a politician. “Just call my office, and we’ll
arrange something.”
    “Will do.”
    The conversation halted as the elevator stopped and four of
the occupants got off. Moore glanced idly over to Lynn, the only other person
left on the elevator, and then back to Nathan. “You’re not staying here
tonight, are you?” he asked. He looked curious, but not suspicious, and his
tone was still friendly and casual.
    Nathan didn’t even hesitate. “Meeting a client who likes to
fly under the radar.”
    Lynn just stared up as the floors lit up in sequence and
breathed a sigh of relief when Moore got off on the twenty-third floor.
    Nathan looked over at Lynn for the first time. He didn't
speak, but she saw his mouth quirk up just a little.
    She looked away, hiding an answering smile.
    He was absolutely scrumptious, cool and unflappable in one
of the business suits he wore like armor. For some reason, seeing him like this
was an irresistible temptation, a challenge.
    He appeared utterly untouchable.
    Which made her want nothing more than to touch him.
    When the elevator stopped on the next floor up, Lynn got off
first. Then she paused, leaning over as if she were fixing her shoe as Nathan
walked past her and continued on down the hall.
    No one else was around, so they were almost certainly safe.
They were always meticulously careful about discretion, though—since they both
had very good reasons for not wanting it to be made public that they were
sleeping with each other, even so infrequently.
    So Lynn waited until Nathan had slid the keycard into the
lock of the suite. Then she straightened up and walked quickly down the hall,
ducking into the room just as he opened it.
    She had barely closed the door and turned the deadbolt when he
was on her—grabbing her, turning her around, and pressing her up against the wall.
    “You’re late,” he murmured before he kissed her hard.
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth to
the advance of his tongue. He wasn’t a rough lover by nature, but he seemed
very urgent at the moment and was thus more aggressive than normal.
    She moaned against his lips as she felt his hard, hot body
pressing against her, holding her against the wall. His mouth moved eagerly,
and his tongue dueled with hers, stroking with increasing passion.
    When she’d lost her breath completely, her hands tightened in
his thick hair, and she pulled his head back enough to break the kiss. “Just
ten minutes late. I had something come up at work, and then there was traffic.”
    Nathan lowered his face to her neck. He mouthed a trail down
her throat, nibbling and sucking in a way that caused shivers of pleasure to rush
through her. When he bit gently just over her pulse, Lynn cried out