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needed to minimize alone time with this man if
she wanted to stay in control. And she very desperately wanted to stay in
control. “Why don’t I get that tour that you mentioned? From there I can watch
tonight’s evening news product and see where to start.”
    Wes directed a devastating smile in her direction, “Right
this way.” He shifted the pressure of his hand on her back while making a museum
tour guide gesture with the other.
    Warning bells went off in her brain. Danger, danger, Will
Robinson! Wes’s sexy smile was clearly capable of melting even the coldest
corporate consultant’s heart. Macy feared that the tenuous grasp she had over
her new life was just waiting to unravel, and all he had done so far was smile
and touch her shoulder. 
    She hoped Wes Thompson would be too busy to spend much time
with her in the next six weeks. Surely the station owner had better things to
do…terror gripped her chest when she realized he was looking at her like he was
starving and she was a juicy steak. Did he look at all women that way?
Probably. And it probably worked like crazy.
    But if there was one thing she knew how to do, it was ignore
distraction and perform. She’d done live shots in battle zones, on the side of
highways, and even once while a steer took a shit behind her at the county
fair. She had a lot of work to do in this small-market disaster, and she could
perform the role of a cold-hearted consulting bitch no matter how steamy this
man was making her feel.
                Hopefully, Wes was a
hands-off kind of boss and she wouldn’t see too much of him. Except she also
hoped she’d see all of him. Somewhere inside, her subconscious was banging its
head against a wall.

Chapter
Three
     
    The scent and sight of Macy Green stunned Wes. He smelled
Chanel No. 5 and something else, something uniquely her, as she walked in with
Bernie. She was fucking sexy as hell with a coiled up tension he hadn’t seen
from anyone he’d encountered in this sleepy town – or anywhere, really – in
years. She was sleek and professional in a business suit, but he was focused on
the button of her blouse straining in just the right spot across what he was
sure were beautiful breasts.
    His jaw clenched as she sat opposite him and talked about
her time commitment to the station. He wasn’t exactly sure what she was saying
and tried not to notice her skirt hike upward a bit as she sat down. Who was
this vision?
    Wes had been described as a playboy in his day, but Macy was
not his typical curvy little bombshell; she was something else entirely. He
reacted instantly to her face, he wanted to touch her hair…and God help him, he
wanted to release that button struggling against her breasts. It was an unfair
burden to put on one little button. He fought to repress the thoughts and urges
that had been ignited within just two minutes of meeting Macy Green.
    When Bernie explained he was going to give the lovely Macy
the tour Wes decided that would be his job instead. He’d planned to let the
news consultant handle the newsroom and then meet with him a couple of times a
week as the term of the contract progressed. But the “he” turned out to be the
most delicious “she” he’d seen in years. After laying eyes on her, Wes mentally
rearranged his schedule so he could take a much more hands-on role with his new
consultant.
     As Macy gazed toward the pictures from the 1950s that
adorned Wes’ office he had the urge to plunge his fingers into that lush auburn
hair. Oh yes, he was going to be sure to work very closely with her. It was
good to be the boss for so many reasons, and right now Wes was relishing the
fact that he’d get to decide what to do with Miss Green‘s time— at least, he
hoped it was Miss. He glanced quickly at her hands. Likely, a woman who could
drop everything and live in another town for two months was unattached, but he
didn’t need to deal with that obstacle.
    No ring. Ah ha.
    Instead of enduring