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.“I’m Kyle Kramer,” he said.She liked his voice…and his eyes, which were a smoky shade of hazel.They were mesmerizing—almost unreal looking.“Hi, Kyle Kramer,” she croaked.And now that he’d formally introduced himself, would it be forward to take him home and have her way with him?Definitely she should at least tell him her name first.She pointed to the nameplate on her cubicle wall.“That’s me.Yasmine.”If her conversational skills got any more brilliant, she’d have to shoot herself.He smiled and nodded.He had sort of a Rhett Butler attitude going on, as if he knew he was gorgeous enough to make most women feel that they could never fill Scarlet’s shoes.“Right,” he said.“Yaz-meen.I’ve been pronouncing it wrong in my head.”So he’d been thinking about her? Had he maybe even been as distracted by overwrought office lust as she had? Very intriguing.There was an awkward pause.He studied the Christmas decorations all around her cubical, and it struck her as odd for the first time that she’d bothered to decorate her work space but not her home.Funky little ornaments she’d found at a shop in Noe Valley—a beaded green frog, a purple feather angel, a little carved wooden genie emerging from a bottle, a sparkly pink bird, among other things—hung from twinkling red lights around the top edge of the cubicle walls.“Nice frog,” he said, his tone almost languorous, as if he had no intention of leaving anytime soon.“Is there, um, something I can help you with?”She sounded like an uptight bitch, but she was unnerved by his unexpected presence, his seeming awareness of his effect on her.“Would you maybe like to go for drinks after work?”Drinks, dancing, hot, sweaty sex.She was game.But Yasmine knew better than to follow such wild impulses.In fact, she never followed them.She knew the right thing to do, the safe thing, would be to end this silly mating ritual right here, right now.“I’m sorry—I have plans with a friend after work.” Which was true.He rested his forearms on top of her cubical wall and shrugged.“Okay, how about another night?”“I’ve been working late most nights,” she said, making herself sound like the workaholic she was.He gave her a look that said he wasn’t buying her excuses.“Going to the holiday party on Friday?”Urgh, the annual office party.Only four days away.Virtual Active threw it at the same inconvenient time every year—the day before Christmas Eve—to kick off the holidays.“I don’t usually date office mates,” she blurted.Idiot, idiot, idiot.What was she so afraid of? Why did she have to play it too far on the safe side all the time?He wasn’t anyone she worked closely with….And the upcoming holidays did have her feeling lonely….And she had been feeling the urge to do something a tiny bit wild—maybe even something that could remind her what hot guys and hot passion were all about.And Kyle did make her squirm like no guy had in God knows how long.“We’d just be going to the party together.It’s hardly even a date.”Yasmine recalled last year’s party, when Larry Mono-Brow Harris had gotten drunk and spent the entire night coming on to her.She shuddered.Maybe having a date wouldn’t be such a bad idea.“Well, I guess it’s okay.Since you’re new, I wouldn’t want you to feel like an outcast for all the merriment.” Yasmine smiled, and a weight she hadn’t even noticed was lifted from her shoulders.“We’ll just call you my ambassador for the evening.I’ll pick you up at six o’clock Friday night, then?”And if he turned out to be a nutcase, she’d have to move to a new apartment.“As your ambassador, I should give you a ride to the party.”“Fair enough.”He stepped into her cubical, invading her professional space and making her dizzy with his too-large presence.As if he understood his effect on her, he glanced at her and smiled, then took a pen from her desk and began writing something on her memo pad.This close, the sheer weight of him became his most obvious and overwhelming attribute.Yasmine had always found some irresistible lure in the size and weight of men.Their solidity.Their strength.It was the quality she was trying to convey in the male character for the Sexcapade project, but so far her on-screen guy still looked kind of flat and boring
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