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when she found Hunter standing near the bar, staring at her with those intensely blue eyes. From the look on his face he’d been there long enough to see her strip and dress. It had been a long time since she’d seen that look, but she thought she recognized it as lust.
    A shiver of excitement wiggled from her belly to parts further south.
    His face fell back into surliness, and he moved toward the bar—but not before she noticed the bulge in his slacks.
    Good lord. The sexual tension was so thick she practically had to shovel her way through it.
    “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked while pouring himself another drink.
    “Changing, like you suggested.” She joined him at the bar, stepping just inside his personal space, because aggravating the situation was always the best thing to do. She did a mental eye roll, yet still maintained her position. He stood his ground, but clenched his jaw tight enough for the muscles to bulge. She wondered if she took one step closer, would she feel his erection poke her.
    Boldness flooded her veins—foolishness, really—but it made her brave enough to hold his gaze while reaching for the shot glass in his hand, then tossing it back and swallowing it down.
    The look in his eyes hovered somewhere between fascination and horror. She bit her lip to keep from smiling, then leaned in to reach around him and place the glass on the counter.
    His erection did, indeed, poke her just below her navel, and it took no small amount of willpower for her not to reach down and rub it.
    The pilot’s voice on the intercom saved her from doing something really stupid.
    “We’re beginning our descent. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts.”
    She hurried to her seat, hoping she could find a way to keep her hands to herself for the next few days, and avoid poking the impressively endowed bear.

Hunter managed to get his libido under control by thinking about how much it pissed him off that Allison would flirt with him so brazenly. He was her boss, they were on a business trip, and she was way out of line. He could even call it harassment—if he hadn’t liked it. The only difference was she’d done it before he had.
    But trying to fool himself into being offended by her boldness had only deflated him to a semi-turgid state. He fucking needed a cold shower. Probably at least one a day for the next three days.
    The plane landed and they piled themselves and their luggage into a limo to head for the resort. He waited for Allison to take her seat, then he sat across from her—as far away as possible.
    Hunter discovered, though, that sitting across from Allison forced him to look at her, which meant he ended up focused on her more than he wanted to be. She, in turn, watched the scenery out the window like a kid on the way to Disneyland, watching for the first glimpse of the magic castle. She practically bounced in her seat. His view—of her—was both better, and more torture.
    “So, Allison,” he said. “Did you have a chance to study the prospectus I sent you about the resort?”
    If he could focus on business instead of her breasts, or the smooth skin of her face, or the way wisps of hair escaped from her messy bun and framed her face, maybe he could stem the lust.
    She looked at him and blinked, trying to get her bearings. “Sure. Why?”
    “I want to be sure you’re prepared for the weekend.”
    She rolled her eyes and looked out the window again. “I’m ready, Hunter. Don’t worry about it.”
    He bristled that she’d brush him off so easily. “Worrying about it, as you put it, is what makes for a successful multi-billion-dollar company.”
    She shot him a sour look. “Well then, go ahead and worry about it. You’re the billionaire , so I guess that’s your job. I don’t need that kind of pressure. I read the prospectus, I know what I need to know, and beyond that I’ll go in with my eyes and ears open and learn what I need to learn.”
    He huffed