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was. Hoped she realized how good they were together. 
    “What, ah…what are you going to make?” she asked.
    “Scallop linguine.”
    She stared at him for a long moment, unblinking. “That’s my favorite.”
    “I know.”
    She took another sip of coffee and glanced at her watch, turning from him. “I need to get going.”
    “Me, too.”
    They both pushed from the table, and she darted to the bathroom. Sebastian tidied up the dishes while he waited his turn. She came back, dressed in a tight pencil skirt and a white blouse. She was the most gorgeous woman he’d ever set eyes on.
    “I guess I’ll see you tonight,” she said, grabbing her dry cleaning slip from her briefcase. She handed it to him and reached for her keys. “You’ll need a spare key.”
    “I already have one.” When she’d moved here years ago, Danny had insisted she give Sebastian a key for emergencies. Christ, how many times had he wanted to use it to slip inside and crawl into her bed with her? 
    She nodded. “Right, I forgot.” She turned to go.
    “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
    She frowned. “I don’t think so.”
    He crooked his finger. She hesitated a moment, then stepped up to him. “Jesus, you smell good,” he murmured as possessiveness spiked. He cupped the back of her neck and dropped a soft, good-morning kiss onto her mouth. Only problem was she tasted too good to let go. The kiss deepened, and she moaned. Her hands went to his body, and he slid his all over her, unable to stop touching. Tightness lodged in his throat, and he knew if he didn’t let her go now, he never would. He took a painful breath and inched back.
    He had to let her go, right?
    Or did he?

Chapter Seven
     
    Their secret affair had been going on for over a week and a half, and Kat was getting in deeper and deeper. They never went out in public, and she supposed that was a good thing. She didn’t want her face splashed all over the papers. Imagine the scandal. Imagine Danny. But there was some small, stupid part of her that wanted to be seen on his arm, wanted to be worthy enough to be showcased in public. God, she was acting like a love-struck teenager. But how could she not fall for a guy who was so sweet, kind, and thoughtful? A guy who spent every moment spoiling her? He made love to her every night, cooked for her every morning, and the evenings she worked late, he sent food to her office. No man had ever been so thoughtful. She scoffed. No, they were out screwing someone else when she was stuck at the office. Damned if Sebastian didn’t tick all the boxes: loyal, supportive and loving. Not to mention they worked so well as a team. 
    Did he treat all his women like that, or just her? If it was just her, then they needed to have a conversation to find out if they had a chance at growing something amazing.  But what about Danny, her family? Dammit, she couldn’t let him risk it all. He meant too much to her. 
    She glanced at the meal on her desk and the text from Sebastian. I need to work late, too. I won’t be home to make dinner and wanted to make sure you had something to eat.
    Her heart squeezed so tight it was hard to breathe. She loved him. She loved him so much it hurt. She had no idea what the future held for them, but right now she needed to see him, to have him hold her, feel his hands on her body. Maybe she’d skip out early and surprise him at the stadium. 
    She left work and grabbed a cab. Thirty minutes later, she entered the stadium and headed for his office. Excitement bubbled up inside her as her shoes echoed on the floor. She rounded the corner and saw that his door was open. Darn, she hadn’t stopped to consider that he’d be treating one of the players. 
    His voice drifted into the hall, and she grabbed the compact mirror from her purse to check her lipstick. But when she heard a female voice—a very familiar female voice—her compact slipped from her hand and bounced on the floor. Shoot. She dropped to her