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“You should have known it before,” I argued. “How many times have we dealt with him?”

He groaned, tossing back his head. “How long are you going to yell at me? Because I really have other things to be doing.”

“Like what?”

“Like dipping my head in acid. Anything other than listening to you rail at me for what you perceive as a mistake.”

I stared at him incredulously. “You almost let him blow me up! I’d say that’s a pretty fucking obvious mistake!”

“You have your opinion. I have mine. Now, since we’re at an impasse, I’ll leave you to your fuming.”

He turned and walked away, strutting around like he hadn’t almost gotten me killed. Huffing in irritation, I turned on my heel and headed for the IT room. I was done with men and their idiotic ways of thinking. Except, when I got to the IT room, Duke was leaning against my table, arms crossed over his chest as he glared at me.

The man was sex personified. With dark scruff on his jaw and slightly messy hair that looked like he was constantly running his hands through it, my ovaries nearly exploded the moment I stepped into the room. And that was just the beginning of it, unfortunately. Big muscles had never been a turn-on before, but nobody wore them quite like Duke. The way he stood in his black t-shirt with the material stretching across his biceps…damn. And the way his jeans were slung low on his hips, making me want to lift his shirt and touch that dark trail of hair I knew led down to the most exciting parts of his anatomy…

I had to stop staring, but it was so damn hard.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, snapping out of my lust-filled haze.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“Um…I work here. You don’t. How did you even get access to this room?”

“You’re not the only one with skills.”

I rolled my eyes at his arrogance. He was the type of man that always had a smile on his face, but at times, I caught him looking like a man on the verge of murder. I’d done my research on him. The only thing that popped was the ex-wife and kid she took off with. Maybe he just didn’t trust women, and that’s where the evil stare came in.

That didn’t mean I had to put up with his shit. The way he stood there, as if he didn’t have to explain a damn thing to me, really made me want to punch him. I’d been around them long enough to know that all military men were alike. Full of themselves and unable to help but congratulate themselves on how awesome they were.

I was better.

“Did you have a point in coming down here other than to prove how amazing your skills are?”

“What was the fucking plan?” he asked, getting right to the point.

“Gee, don’t beat around the bush.”

“Why would I? I want to know what was really going on.”

I chuckled at that. “Duke, you made it pretty clear to Cash that you didn’t want to work here. You don’t have the right to ask me questions like that.”

He stormed over to me, crowding my space, which I didn’t approve of. Mostly because I was on the verge of ripping that already tightly stretched shirt from his body and having my way with him.

“Fuck, you drive me insane.”

“Well, I’m glad to see my winning personality is still getting to you.”

I shoved around him to get to my computer, but as soon as I sat down, he spun the chair around so I was facing him. His lips slammed down on mine, immediately encapsulating me in his scent. My fingers wound through his hair just a moment before I realized what I was doing and pushed him away.

“Nice try, but it’s not going to work.”

I spun back around and wiped at my mouth, not really wanting to erase the memory of his lips on mine.

“What’s not going to work?”

“Kissing me. That won’t get me to suddenly fill you in on what’s going on.”

“That’s why you think I kissed you?”

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