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“And what have you decided?”

His stormy gray eyes were breathtaking. “I’d say more so, now that I’ve seen the entire package.”

Kelly cleared her throat. “Are you flirting with me?”

Hank’s deep chuckle was a toe-curler to be sure. “Normally women don’t have to ask, but yes, I am.”

Kelly reached out to grab the binder, avoiding his gaze as she set it next to her planner. “Well, then I suppose I should tell you the number-one rule here is to never date clients or their friends and family.”

“Damn.” Her gaze met his, surprised by his disappointed frown. “That puts a damper in my plans to take you to dinner. Perhaps we could call it a business meeting?”

Talk about charming, the man had an arsenal of the stuff. It was very hard not to laugh. “Considering I know where your head is, no I don’t believe we could.”

Hank stood up, leaning over the desk with what could only be described as a seductive look on his face. “I suppose I will just have to change your mind.”

Kelly’s heart pounded. It had been so long since someone had flirted with her. She’d been hit on and catcalled over the years, but an honest-to-God flirt fest?

Man, it felt good.

“You can try, but it’s never going to happen.”

“What’s never going to happen?” Chris asked.

Kelly jumped to her feet and looked around Hank’s shoulder. Chris stood in the doorway with a stack of papers in his hands, his hair perfectly in place and his suit pressed. The navy blazer drew attention to the swimmer’s shoulders and deep V into his waist, indicating he had his suits tailor-made for his lean muscles. He worked the style so well, he should be modeling suits for Hugo Boss. He looked that good.

Where the heck did that thought come from? Kelly had always been aware that Chris was attractive, and as his normal attire consisted of formal suits and ties, it should be old hat seeing him like that.

It was probably just the high of Hank’s interest that made Kelly aware of every man around. That was logical.

“Chris. I didn’t hear you knock.”

He cocked his head, watching her as though she’d lost her mind. “That’s because I didn’t. I brought the contracts for the new clients you had coming today. Since I was supposed to be here for this meeting, I figured it was okay to come on in. Sorry I was late, by the way.”

God, had she sounded testy with him? By the confused look on his face she was guessing she had been. Usually, Chris dropped the contracts off and left, but since he was such a big fan of Hank’s, she had agreed to let him come in and meet him.

“Yes, of course, I’m sorry. Mr. Townsend just wanted to maintain his privacy, so I had Veronica close the door behind her. Hank Townsend, this is Christian Ryan, the company attorney. Chris already knows you, since he’s a big fan of your movies.”

Chris held his hand out to Hank. “Mr. Townsend, a pleasure. I apologize for being late.”

Hank released Chris’s hand and beamed. “Thanks, man. And you haven’t missed much, except me trying to convince Kelly to go to dinner with me.”

Kelly watched Chris’s eyes widen. “I see.” Chris glanced her way, clearly asking her silently if she needed to be rescued.

She was a big girl, though and could handle a ladies’ man like Hank Townsend. “I was just explaining to Hank that fraternizing is frowned upon at Something Borrowed.”

Did Chris appear relieved? His shoulders sagged a little and the tense, awkward look from moments ago had disappeared.

“And Kelly is a stickler for the rules.” Chris came forward, maneuvering around Hank, and set the thick stack of papers on her desk. “Here are the contracts I was dropping by, as I mentioned.”

She must have imagined the emotion from him, because he acted completely chill now.

“Great. Thanks, Chris.”

He hesitated, and Kelly waited for him to say something else.

“Was there more?” she asked.

“No, of course not.” He took a few steps toward the door and turned, as though he’d remembered something. “Actually, I was just going to see if you were free for lunch?”

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