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Cross caught me by the upper arms and searched my face with that vivid blue gaze.
"Something's wrong. What is it?"
The now-familiar electricity crackled to life between us, the pull made fiercer by my temper.
"You."
"Me?" His thumbs stroked over my shoulders. Releasing me, he withdrew a lone key from his
pocket and plugged it into the panel. All the lights cleared except for the one for the top floor.
He wore black again, with fine gray pinstripes. Seeing him from the back was a revelation.
His shoulders were nicely broad without being bulky, emphasizing his lean waist and long legs. The
silky strands of hair falling over his collar tempted me to clench them and pull. Hard. I wanted him
as pissy as I was. I wanted a fight.
"I'm not in the mood for you now, Mr. Cross."
He watched the antique-style needle above the doors mark the passing floors. "I can get you
in the mood."
"I'm not interested."
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