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“Even then,” Daniel said. “We’ll reach out to all my contacts. Make the event the place to be seen. Generate lots of buzz on social media. We need to be talking about it to every potential buyer. Tell them it’s synonymous with luxury. Sell them on the dream.”

Angela stared back at him.

“What?”

“You’re selling me,” Angela said, “and I can’t afford to buy even the one-bedroom in this place.”

“You will one day.” Daniel walked to the French doors and opened them to show off the view of the Atlantic Ocean.

“From your lips to God’s ears,” she responded, coming out to join him. “This is a quite a view and with the sun setting…” Her voice trailed off.

Daniel observed Angela. As she closed her eyes and soaked in the ambience, he wanted to kiss her. Right then and there. She looked so soft and appealing with her hair gently tousled by the wind that he wanted to take her in his arms and remind himself exactly how good it felt to have her there.

Would she fight him if he kissed her? Push him away as he’d done her?

He stepped toward her, his mouth just inches away from hers. As if she felt his warmth, her eyes flickered open. Stopping short a few inches away from her, he settled his gaze on the seductive curve of her lips. His heart began thundering loudly in his chest and his groin tightened as lust ripped through him. He had to make a hasty retreat, so she wouldn’t see the evidence of just how turned on he was. “Ready to go?” He spun on his heel quickly and headed toward the French doors.

“Yes,” she said softly and followed behind him.

Once he was alone in the car, since they’d driven separately, Daniel’s senses were reeling. If only she’d kept her eyes closed a moment longer, he would have known just how close to heaven he’d truly been because he’d have kissed her.

But she had opened her eyes and now he was going to have to go home and take a very long shower to wash away the hunger he had for Angela.

CHAPTER 8

After the near kiss with Daniel, Angela did her best to stay busy. If she hadn’t opened her eyes on the balcony, she was certain he would have kissed her. She was a woman, after all, and knew when a man was attracted to her. And she hadn’t imagined the pure, unadulterated lust that had been in his eyes.

He’d wanted her.

But instead of acting on it, he’d walked away, leaving them both bereft and frustrated. Angela didn’t make a habit out of workplace romances, but in this instance she was willing to concede the point. She’d been so focused on her rising real estate career that she hadn’t left much room in her life for romance.

She’d been celibate for two years, and she’d felt every minute of it with Daniel. It had been too long since she’d been kissed. Touched. Held in a man’s arms. Was her desire for Daniel just some latent reaction to being alone or was there more to it? She was afraid to look too closely.

She returned from two afternoon showings for a mid-level condo on Thursday afternoon. When she made it back to the office, it was just past 5:00 p.m., Myrna was clearing her desk for the day and most of the sales associates were departing.

“What are you doing back here today?” Myrna inquired.

“Busy afternoon. And I promised some sales comps to my clients tomorrow, so I thought I’d come in and get it wrapped up.”

“All right,” Myrna said, “but don’t stay too late.”

“I won’t. See you in the morning.” As Angela walked back to her desk, she caught sight of Daniel sitting in his office huddled over his computer. Apparently, she wasn’t the only one working late. If he didn’t see her, she could knock out those comps and be done before he was the wiser.

Angela headed straight for her office and began working. She’d been going at a steady pace for nearly two hours when she sensed his presence at her doorway. Daniel had a barely leashed energy that vibrated off him and made everyone take notice. A disturbing heat stirred in her belly.

Glancing up from her monitor, Angela saw Daniel and her heart jolted. She straightened her back, desperate not to show any sign of weakness. “Mr. Cobb.”

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