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"Self-centered egotistical jerk," Dulcy Menendez muttered.
She checked her watch for the fifth time in five minutes, then glanced around her office. Everything was in its place. Every bit of business done for the day. But there she sat, Friday night with nothing to do, just waiting for Ethan MacMillan to grace her with his presence.
Just thinking his name irritated her. Mainly because, even though she was convinced he was the most arrogant man she'd ever met, she was attracted to him. She couldn't help it. Each time he looked at her with those dark gray eyes, her nipples hardened and her whole body heated with anticipation. It had happened the first day she met him and each time she came in contact with the man, she had the same reaction. Even if he did piss her off every time he opened his mouth.