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of the moon, auspiciously absent tonight, which in turn made her think of J.C.
    She sighed and pushed away a stack of paperwork. Everything made her think of J.C.
    She rose from her desk and threw a white lab coat over her charcoal pantsuit before leaving her office. The hallway, painted a pale peach color thought to be comforting to visiting research and development donors, was empty at this time of night. Eve should have gone home long ago, but the only things that awaited her in her apartment were a frozen dinner, an empty bed, and another lonely sleepless night.
    Glass doors slid open noiselessly at Eve’s approach. A woman wearing a lab coat identical to Eve’s stood in the central laboratory, peering intently into a microscope. She looked young, too young to be a scientist.
    She glanced up when Eve entered. “Doctor Benning? Is there something I can do for you?”
    Eve waved her away. “No, thank you…”
    “Bonnie.”
    Eve smiled. “Right. Bonnie. You’re Daniel’s new research assistant, aren’t you?”
    A faint crimson blush stained Bonnie’s cheeks as she nodded, making Eve wonder whether she and the head of the Kraus Genetics Foundation were more than lab buddies. She pushed the unwanted mental image away. What Daniel did in his spare time was none of her business. Still, the girl seemed so… young . In reality, she must have been at least twenty-one. Daniel had probably picked her from a hundred qualified applicants willing to do anything for an internship at his prestigious genetics research foundation.
    “Don’t let me interrupt your work.” She tried to match the girl’s cheery grin. “I just came to check on my latest test subjects.”
    “Yes, Doctor Benning. Let me know if there’s anything you need.”
    Eve made her way past rows of microscopes each designed to perform a different function and stopped in front of a stainless steel table that ran the length of an entire wall. She picked up a test tube, held it to the harsh neon light and glanced at the white powdery residue coating the inside of the glass.
    “Your spores doing okay?”
    Eve jumped at the sound of the unexpected masculine voice, almost dropping the test tube. Instinctively, she brought her hand up to her chest, trying to calm her hammering heart before she turned to face her boss.
    “I hadn’t heard you come in.”
    Daniel shrugged, nonchalantly. “I think you and I need to talk.”
    Eve bristled. Placing the tube back among a circular container holding eleven others, she willed herself not to say anything impulsive. Daniel Kraus had never believed in her research. Using fungus spores to predict the spread of common airborne viruses seemed ludicrous to him, and outside the immediate interest of his facility. Unfortunately for him, the United States government, whose health officials hoped she might discover a way to stop, or at least slow the progress of airborne biological warfare, funded her research.
    “Why?” she asked at last, turning to face him.
    His gaze swept over her from head to toe. “You’ve been working too hard.”
    She took a deep breath and met his eyes evenly. In his late thirties, Daniel Kraus had the kind of imposing presence that made interns, both male and female, swoon when he entered a room. Brown hair cropped short over his ears showed only a hint of gray at the temples, while his hazel eyes danced as though he always had some sort of secret to impart to anyone willing to listen. His full lips often twitched in amusement, serving to accentuate that impression.
    “We all work hard, Daniel. It’s what you pay us for.”
    He pushed his hands into the pockets of his lab coat and bounced lightly on the balls of his feet. “Ah, but that’s not all you do, is it?”
    Memories of J.C.’s mouth clamped on her cunt, his fingers thrusting inside her eager channel assaulted Eve from all sides. Sensation coursed through her, tightening her nipples, making liquid heat gush from between her thighs. She