" She shrugged." She shrugged. "I'm not the showperson I used to be. I'm happier sticking to technical side now." Oh God! How did the man stay so good-looking? By rights, his gut should have been sticking from between his suspenders. She resisted an urge to slip a hand under his dress shirt and feel just what good shape he was in. "You have changed.", he said turning to her. "I've never seen you with long hair before." Before he could stop himself, he had drawn his hand through the silky waves that cascaded down her back. Not a muscle in her face moved, even though her stomach had started going through the strangest acrobatics. "And you look wonderful.", he added in a low voice. Her inner self groaned. That was the voice she remembered from long nights and early mornings a lifetime ago. Soft whispers, long velvet thrusts, heat and passion. Her body remembered too. He was so focused on her that he couldn't help noticing, with a sight shock and then pure exhilaration, that her nipples were erect and straining against the black material of her body suit. Then to his own consternation, he felt his own body react. Damn! She noticed. A wicked gleam crept into her eyes as she arranged the folds of her skirt to block the sight of the bulge in his pants from the rest of the room. "You don't look so bad either." He felt her gaze travel lazily over his body and come to rest at his crotch. The tension in his groin increased, as muscles tensed involuntarily. This was Adrienne all right. No one else had ever dared to tease him this way in public. He wondered whether she remembered that he always gave as good as he got. Smiling, he lifted a hand and took the weight of one firm breast in his palm. Slowly, he let his thumb brush her taut nipple through the fabric. With a sense of victory, he saw a mixture of feelings run across her face as she backed away from him. Then a cool mask slipped into place, as she offered her hand to him. "Its been nice seeing you again, Garett but I don't think that it would be a good idea if you handle the SRC67 campaign." He lifted a brow in question. "We didn't work together well in college and I don't think we would work together well now. |