Trust her to meet a gorgeous guy when she wasn’t her best. Unfortunately, he chose that moment to run his steely gaze over her green and white, Bohemian-inspired, crinkled peasant skirt. He exuded raw power so overwhelming, Jade decided to put some distance between them. Still, that was no excuse to drool.ĭespite her pep talk, her gaze stayed on him as he stepped into her office, dwarfing it by his sheer presence. Okay, so he was six feet plus of male poster material and she hadn’t had sex in a…year? No, a year and a half if she counted the six months her no-good, sorry-excuse of a husband, now her ex, had been busy taking care of his secretary’s needs rather than hers. She indicated the chair across from hers. Get your mind out of the gutter while you’re at it. “Come in, please.” She got off the corner of her desk, where she’d propped her butt. It brought to mind silk sheets, intertwined limbs and sweaty bodies. His sinful and sexy voice alone, deep and husky, was unforgettable. She’d listened to his voicemail several times today and yesterday. “Vince Knight, right?” She flushed when his eyebrows shot up. Jade’s gaze connected with his narrowed ones and she realized he was waiting for a response. “I believe we have an appointment, Professor Fitzgerald.” The words rolled off his sculptured lips and a dimple winked at her from one lean cheek before it disappeared. Wide chest, broad shoulders, black polo shirt under a leather jacket and well-worn black jeans-a body built for sin. She exhaled, dragged her gaze away from his and gave his large frame a once over. She didn’t want to stare, but…good Lord! A man filled her doorframe, but his eyes, steely gray, fierce, reminiscent of a panther on the prowl, drew all of her attention.

A whisper of a fabric, and a sudden tingling shot up Jade’s spine.

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