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“
I
own
my
company
.
I
don
’
t
have
to
answer
to
a
board
.
”
He
raises
an
eyebrow
at
me
.
Of
course
,
I
would
know
this
if
I
had
done
some
research
.
But
holy
crap
,
he
’
s
arrogant
.
I
change
tack
.
“
And
do
you
have
any
interests
outside
your
work
?
”
“
I
have
varied
interests
,
Miss
Steele
.
”
A
ghost
of
a
smile
touches
his
lips
.
“
Very
varied
.
”
And
for
some
reason
,
I
’
m
confounded
and
heated
by
his
steady
gaze
.
His
eyes
are
alight
with
some
wicked
thought
.
“
But
if
you
work
so
hard
,
what
do
you
do
to
chill
out
?
”
“
Chill
out
?
”
He
smiles
,
revealing
perfect
white
teeth
.
I
stop
breathing
.
He
really
is
beautiful
.
No
one
should
be
this
good
-
looking
.
“
Well
,
to
‘
chill
out
,
’
as
you
put
it
—
I
sail
,
I
fly
,
I
indulge
in
various
physical
pursuits
.
”
He
shifts
in
his
chair
.
“
I
’
m
a
very
wealthy
man
,
Miss
Steele
,
and
I
have
expensive
and
absorbing
hobbies
.
”
I
glance
quickly
at
Kate
’
s
questions
,
wanting
to
get
off
this
subject
.
“
You
invest
in
manufacturing
.
Why
,
specifically
?
”
I
ask
.
Why
does
he
make
me
so
uncomfortable
?
“
I
like
to
build
things
.
I
like
to
know
how
things
work
:
what
makes
things
tick
,
how
to
construct
and
deconstruct
.
And
I
have
a
love
of
ships
.
What
can
I
say
?
”
