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staying here tonight?”
    The question dragged his thoughts back to the present. Where were his manners? “Yes. I’m sorry, my brother asked me to show you around, didn’t he?”
    She nodded.
    He stood up and offered his hand. “Come, let me give you a tour.”

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    JESS
    N o matter how hard she tried, making sense of the MacIntosh brothers proved impossible.
    One minute they were kissing her senseless and touching her… everywhere. The next they were all business, asking about her job and giving a tour of their penthouse in the sky.
    God, it wasn’t fair. Did billionaires come with an on-off switch? Did nerves of steel form after making the first hundred million?
    Kitchen to dining room to bedrooms and bathrooms, Holt had paraded them through the apartment in record speed. Now they stood at the foot of the guest bed and Jess felt fourteen again.
    She fidgeted with the hem of her dress. “Thanks for giving me the tour.”
    “Your bags should be in the closet.” He pointed at an open door. “The bathroom is right through there. You can also access it through the hall.”
    Jess nodded and hoped her disappointment stayed hidden.
    “If there’s anything you need, just come find me.”
    How about a kiss? A grope in the dark? Hell at this point, I’d take some heavy petting . She managed a smile. “Thanks. I will.”
    After Holt disappeared from sight, Jess flopped down on the bed. How had it all deteriorated? Was Nicky Gordon that much of a buzz kill?
    At least now she understood what all the fuss was about. They wanted their father’s company back. NNT was a means to an end. She was… Ugh .
    Jess threw her hands out. I must be the worst kisser ever .
    At least the bed was comfortable. With a groan, she rolled over onto her stomach and unzipped her dress. A night to catch up on beauty sleep, and she would start the next day lively and alert. The pants with the difficult zipper were a must.
    She peeled off her dress and managed to drag herself off the bed when the view stopped her still.
    Oh, wow . Jess flicked off the light and stepped up to the glass. All of New York City spread out before her. Buildings. Cars. Streets. A dazzling array of lights that twinkled and glistened and turned the night into a shimmering oasis.
    Her tiny apartment in Atlanta looked out over a gravel driveway and a dumpster. She didn’t even have a patio.
    This was all together different. Her fingers splayed out across the window as she leaned her forehead on the glass. As far as she could see, people touched the world.
    Millions living in buildings just like the Winchester fanned out in all directions. How many were standing at windows marveling at the city?
    Did Gage and Holt do that anymore? Did they see the beauty in their world?
    “I should have knocked.” Holt’s voice made her jump. “I meant to tell you about the view.” Fingers on the small of her back made her gasp.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Something I shouldn’t.” The words echoed what his brother said earlier and Jess smiled. His fingers ran up her bare skin and splayed out across the clasp of her bra.
    “Why not?”
    “Gage is right. You’re here for an assignment. We should be professional.”
    Jess focused on the street so far below. “Is that what you want?”
    His lips grazed her ear. “I want to rip those panties off you and fuck you against the backdrop of New York.”
    Oh my God . “What’s stopping you?”
    His whisper lit her on fire. “You haven’t said yes.”
    “What about Gage?”
    “His loss.”
    Holt leaned closer, body pressing tight against her back. The hard length of his erection ground into her ass and Jess rubbed against him. She couldn’t help it.
    “What about the assignment?”
    His hands inched up and around her sides to cup her breasts. With gentle pressure, he rolled and pinched her nipples through her bra.
    “It goes forward as planned. You write an honest piece. NNT publishes it.”
    She thought about Wendy and her