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voice.
    Anita’s briefcase slid from her fingers, slamming onto the ground. Her mind was falling into the obvious, yet impossible answer far too fast. “But you weren’t there,” 
    He glowered at her. “I was.”
    Anita knew he said that only because he had to. “Where? The lights in front of your house were off.” She remembered that moment as if it had only just passed. She could practically taste the alcohol in her mouth, could feel the cold November night breeze.
    Bruce stepped around his desk. Anita could see that he had begun to relax a little, for his jacket hung on the seat in front of his desk, his tie had been loosened, and the first three buttons of his shirt were undone. Anita tried not to get sidetracked about the fact that she could see his chest hairs through his shirt, and it was more than a little bit alluring. “I’m not going to have this conversation with you.”
    Anita huffed out a breath, then stepped up towards him, completely imposing on his personal space. She got a whiff of his woodsy, yet somewhat refined scent, and then tried to stop herself from going into a frenzy because of it. “You know you are infuriatingly cryptic.”
    “You’re ridiculously nosy.”
    Anita winced again. It was the one thing she was afraid of him saying. “You’re an asshole for no reason!”
    Bruce let out a dark chuckle, shaking his head in amusement. “You’re just mad the president listened to me and not you.”
    Anita glowered at him. “It’s our resolution. He listened to us.”
    Bruce scoffed. “Oh please. You lost your cool. You screamed at him like a little girl.” He was looking down at her with his nose upturned, as if she was some sort of pariah.
    Everything about this moment, from Bruce’s impossibly alluring scent, to the way that he seemed to dismiss all of her questions and shift the conversation to exactly what was upsetting to her in the first place, made her boil with frustration. “You don’t get to do that. You don’t get to judge me like you know me.”
    “Well you don’t get to inquire into my life like some obsessed private investigator.”
    “I am not obsessed.” But her voice shook as she said it.
    “Please. You couldn’t resist me if your life depended on it,” Bruce stared right at her lips.
    Anita was finding it increasingly difficult to remain angry, to keep herself on the offense. She could almost feel the heat radiating from his body. “Does it?” she muttered.
    Before she could even take another breath, he grabbed her face in both of his hands and pressed his lips against hers. She almost immediately melted into this kiss. Her whole body trembled in satisfaction at the taste of his lips on hers. But something was tugging at the back of her mind. She didn’t feel like herself in his arms. She felt controlled and manipulated. It was only then that she realized he was just trying to get her mind off of what she was looking for in the first place.
    And that made her angry.
    She shoved him off of her, the infatuation in her veins quickly morphing into hot frustration. “Who the hell do you think you are?” The hurt from the last time they had done this still hung fresh in her mind.
    “Well, clearly I’m your new obsession.”
    The nerve…
    Before she could even think about it, Anita threw a punch right into his face. Her knuckles smashed against his cheek bone, the sound of it cutting through the tense are in his office.
    He staggered back a couple of steps, holding his cheek. “What the fuck!”
    “You will respect me,” 
    But all of her confidence drained from her when he looked up at her and his face looked completely untouched. Her stomach lurched with fear. Who… what was he?
    She decided she wasn’t ready to find out.

Chapter Five
    “What an asshole!” Jori yelled a little too loudly. The bartender, who had been vigorously shaking a drink, stopped, turning to shoot both Anita and Jori a judgmental glance.
    Anita pursed her lips, and she took