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Authors: Nicola Marsh
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now that reality had intruded it would take her a while to get her head back in the game.
    She needed to be swept away by lust to stop over-analyzing her failures. And sadly, that wouldn’t happen in her office now with Miranda on the other side of the door.
    "Sorry." She slipped her bra straps up and shrugged into her workout top, zipping it up as she headed for the door. "Raincheck?"
    Wyatt winced and glanced at his groin. "Got a cold shower with my name on it around here?"
    Ashlin smiled and pointed at her desk. "Take a seat behind it, she won't know what we've been up to."
    After Wyatt shielded his lower half from view, Ashlin opened the door. Miranda took one look at their faces and halted.
    "Uh-oh. I interrupted the horizontal shimmy, didn't I?"
    Ashlin didn't risk glancing at Wyatt. Her scorching hot cheeks would spontaneously combust if she did. "Come in."
    Miranda smirked and shook her head. "We can chat later."
    "Stay." Wyatt stood and Ashlin knew if she glanced at his groin she'd giggle. "I just popped by to confirm you're all coming to Kurt's party tonight."
    "Wouldn't miss it," Miranda said, her knowing smile waning a little. "Though tell that Australian brother of yours if he criticizes my jewelry again I'll knee him in the balls."
    Wyatt guffawed. "Fiery."
    Eager to deflect Miranda's attention, Ashlin said, "Sure you haven't got a crush on Steele? Because you only fire up for the ones you like."
    To her surprise, Miranda blushed. "Wyatt, your girlfriend's full of BS."
    Ashlin waited for Wyatt to correct Miranda, to say she wasn't his girlfriend. Instead, he grinned, his bemused gaze swinging between the two of them.
    "I'll see you both tonight," he said.
    He brushed a brief kiss on Ashlin's cheek before bolting out the door, leaving her to face an inevitable interrogation, when all she felt like doing was running after Wyatt so they could finish what they'd started.
    "Nice flowers." Miranda strolled into the office and touched a petal. "That guy's in love and you're just as much of a smitten kitten."
    "Don't be silly." Ashlin left the door open deliberately, hoping her friend would get the hint.
    Miranda pursed her lips and made mock smoochy sounds. "Considering you've never brought a guy here, let alone done him on your desk, means you're so into him."
    "It's a physical thing." Ashlin shrugged, wondering if the lie sounded as hollow to Miranda. As if Wyatt accepting her labeled as his girlfriend hadn't freaked her out enough.
    "Yeah, right." Her friend wolf-whistled. "Deets, please. Length? Width? Endurance?"
    Ashlin made a zipping motion over her lips. "I need to head home and get ready for this party."
    "Me too, honey, but we've got time." Miranda glanced at her watch and stood so fast she wobbled a little on her precarious heels. "Maybe not. I want to look ravishing tonight."
    "You always do."
    Miranda blew her a kiss. "Thanks, but I've never been invited to a party thrown by a star footballer. Imagine the wall to wall hotties." She fanned herself. "Not that you care, what with Wyatt being there and all."
    Ashlin wished they didn't have to attend the party tonight. She'd rather be getting it on with Wyatt so she could prove to herself—and him—that the physical connection between them was all that mattered.
    In fact, once they got the sexual tension out of their systems, it would prove that they had little in common beyond it. The yearning made them both a little crazy. Once they'd done the deed, she could ignore all those funny feelings inside and focus on the important stuff: getting a new job, in a new city, far from good guys whose expectations would fall far short with her.
    "Sure it's the hotties you're going all out for and not Steele?"
    Miranda rolled her eyes. "Puh-lease. The sooner that egotistical jerk heads back to the outback or wherever he came from, the happier I'll be."
    "Protesting much?" Ashlin grinned. Oh yeah, her friend had a major crush on Wyatt's dishy Aussie brother.
    Miranda

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