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I
gasp
,
completely
unaware
that
I
am
chewing
my
bottom
lip
and
my
mouth
pops
open
.
That
has
to
be
the
sexiest
thing
anybody
has
ever
said
to
me
.
My
heartbeat
spikes
,
and
I
think
I
’
m
panting
.
Jeez
,
I
’
m
a
quivering
,
mess
,
and
he
hasn
’
t
even
touched
me
.
I
squirm
in
my
seat
and
meet
his
dark
glare
.
“
Why
don
’
t
you
?
”
I
challenge
quietly
.
“
Because
I
’
m
not
going
to
touch
you
,
Anastasia
—
not
until
I
have
your
written
consent
to
do
so
.
”
His
lips
hint
at
a
smile
.
What
?
“
What
does
that
mean
?
”
“
Exactly
what
I
say
.
”
He
sighs
and
shakes
his
head
at
me
,
amused
but
exasperated
,
too
.
“
I
need
to
show
you
,
Anastasia
.
What
time
do
you
finish
work
this
evening
?
”
“
About
eight
.
”
“
Well
,
we
could
go
to
Seattle
this
evening
or
next
Saturday
for
dinner
at
my
place
,
and
I
’
ll
acquaint
you
with
the
facts
then
.
The
choice
is
yours
.
”
“
Why
can
’
t
you
tell
me
now
?
”
