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hotel, but the others as well.”
    Shana had remembered the contract, but she believed that if worst came
to worst she could have an attorney break the contract. It would cost her
financially, but it could be done. She was surprised he’d brought up the
contract clause. He must have considered her employment a great deal more
than she’d assumed. Shana knew she was good at her job, but Justin was curiously
more adamant about keeping her on than she’d realized. Something
didn’t figure rightly in her head about all this. Why wouldn’t Justin just hire
someone else? Did he have an ulterior motive? Or by any remote chance,
did he think about their kiss more than he pretended?
    He was good at deception. He’d already proven that. If that was true,
she had an edge over him she hadn’t considered in her strategy.
    She leaned back in her chair and for the first time since entering his
office, she relaxed. She crossed her long shapely legs and tugged ever so
gently on the black wool straight skirt she wore.
    Justin’s eyes flew to her legs remembering the full frontal she’d brazenly
shown him when she walked out of the steam room. He felt a sprinkle
of perspiration erupt at his temples. He hoped to God she didn’t see him
sweat! She was making him crazy sitting there in her high collared white
shirt with the black silk bow tie and tightly buttoned jacket. Her hair was
clipped up at the back of her head with only tiny blonde tendrils curled at
the side of her face. But Justin knew the real truth of her. He’d purposefully
memorized every voluptuous inch of Shana Jackson. Of course he’d
gone over her contract letter by letter, clause by clause all night long. After
their kiss in the steam room, he doubted he’d be able to sleep for the next
decade. Only in the far misty recesses of his mind, would Justin admit to
himself that Shana had burned an image of herself never to be eradicated.
In one fleeting moment this woman had gotten under his skin so much so
that he would endure her anger and derision as long as he could keep her
in his employ. He had total confidence in the fact that he would get her into
his bed and soon. Only then would he be able to get her out of his mind and move on. It was the same philosophy about women and sex Justin had lived
by all his life. And it worked well for him.
    Shana Jackson’s talent was exactly what the hotel needed. Shana Jackson
in his bed for a weekend fling was exactly what he needed. Justin would get
both because he believed in goal setting and achieving one’s goals.
    Shana stared at the contract. Then she looked at Justin. The thought
struck her that she was at a defining moment in her life. From this moment,
all the rest of her life would emanate. Through Justin and the Lux Hotels
she could realize her career dreams. It was her decision to do as Justin suggested
and put the past behind them.
    Looking at Justin her mind flashed with the same tender feeling she’d
had about the hotel as she’d walked in today. There was something mystical
about this hotel that called to her like a siren. She wanted this job. She
wanted to be here. She wanted to see her visions for the hotel born into
reality. Whether it was pride or sense of purpose or both, she didn’t know.
But Justin was right. She was a committed type of person.
    “So what do you say, Shana?” Justin said with sincere smile.
    She was quick to answer. “Yes.”
    Justin hadn’t intended to expel a sigh of relief, but he did. He hadn’t
realized his tension was as severe as it was. For a man who rolled the dice
on Wall Street as much and as often as he did, his attitude had always been
cavalier about money and success. He’d always thought such things were
his birthright. But the hotels were different. This was to be his legacy. This
was the empire his forefathers had built and he was damned if he would let
the thing go down the tubes. “Well done,” he said.