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wasn’t expecting someone to come up behind me.”
    He chuckled. “Yeah, you were a little too entranced with looking out the window to notice me. It’s a nice view isn’t it?”
    I glanced back out the window. “Yes it is,” I breathed. “I would love to be able to see this view every day when I went to work.”
    “You don’t work for M&M, do you? Because if you do I think I’m working in the wrong department,” he teased nervously.
    It was a lame pick up line, and it took all I had not to roll my eyes at him and laugh, but I smiled politely and hoped that Korinne would find me and save me. Shaking my head, I replied, “No, I don’t work for M&M. I’m one of Korinne Matthew’s friends. She’s the one who invited me. Have you by any chance seen her? I’d really like to find her.”
    Narrowing his eyes, he searched around the room for a few seconds and then back to me. “I saw her earlier with Mr. Matthews. I can help you look for her if you’d like.” He held out his hand to help me up from my seat. Inside I groaned, not wanting him to help me, but he seemed sweet and I didn’t want to hurt his feelings by saying I wasn’t interested. Why did I always have to be nice? I guess it’s the big heart you were born with, I said to myself.
    Before I could buckle down and take his hand, a voice spoke out behind him that made my blood freeze in my veins. Inside, my heart pounded erratically and my palms began to sweat as I clenched my hands together. I’d heard that exact same voice before … three months ago.
    “Actually, Jason, that won’t be necessary. The young lady is with me.”
    His deep voice made me shiver, and for an instant I closed my eyes and let the sound take me back to that night at the beginning of summer. The memories made my muscles clench with need, so I shifted in my seat and sucked in a deep breath to calm my senses. What were the odds that I’d run into him here?
    Jason turned on his heel quickly, and that was when I had the glorious view of the man behind him. He wasn’t boyish looking like Jason, but sophisticated and roguish, like a man with experience. He was breathtaking. Dressed in a simple white button down shirt, he also wore a pair of dark denim jeans that slightly hung off of his hips, showing off his muscular thighs; the same thighs I dug my nails into every time he pumped into me.
    Dammit! Stop thinking about that!
    Even though he wasn’t wearing a suit like Jason, he was classier wearing those simple clothes. His hair was tousled and wild, the same way it looked the first time I met him.
    Jason cleared his throat, looking uncomfortable as he tried to grab a glass of champagne off the passing waiter’s tray. He stuttered, “Oh, Mr. Walker. I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize she was with you. Forgive me, I’ll leave you two be.” He turned to me quickly and said, “It was nice meeting you. I hope you have a wonderful night. If I see Mrs. Matthews, I’ll tell her you were looking for her.”
    Smiling, I stood from my seat, making sure to keep my eyes on Jason and not the man behind him. I wasn’t ready to look him in the eyes just yet. “Thank you, Jason. It was nice meeting you, too. I appreciate you wanting to keep me company.”
    Jason nodded once and quickly walked away, looking embarrassed. When he was gone, I took a deep breath and slowly met the gaze of the man who would forever be known as the best one night stand ever. My knees almost buckled at the sight of his stormy gray eyes penetrating me to my soul. No wonder I agreed to go home with him after meeting him at the bar. Even with him standing close I wanted to be closer; I was literally drawn to him.
    His lazy grin grew wider. “I wondered if I’d ever see you again,” he murmured in his low, sexy voice.
    I scoffed and tried to step back, but he moved forward, closing the space. Placing my hands on my hips, I said, “Yeah, I bet. Someone like you probably has a different woman every night. I’m