In hardly any time at all, she began to fidget in her seat. "Is it just me or is it hot in here?"
"Im fine. Why don you take off your jacket. Looks like weve still got a ways
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He watched as Heather took off her jean jacket and placed it on the back of her chair before trying to concentrate again on the project before her. She fought gallantly but just couldn seem
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"Why don we take a break? Stretch our legs?" Ty finally
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"I guess...just a few minutes. I need to be getting home before too late," she insisted, moving eagerly to walk off the growing agitation she felt. Was she getting ill? She felt almost feverish, yet excited, full of energy. Her head was sort of floaty, as if she were drunk, yet shed only sipped one glass of champagne.
She saw Ty walk over to his entertainment center and fidget with something. Then she heard the sound of soft, romantic jazz fill the air. She didn notice him switching on the camcorder he had hidden, pointed straight at the large, leather sofa beside her. She started to ask him what he was doing, playing music like that, but her skin was on fire, and instead she heard herself say, "Its so hot in here. Can you turn up the air
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When his hands rubbed themselves up and down her arm, she felt tiny pinpricks of electricity shoot up her spine, making her tremble. It was not an unpleasant sensation, and she heard herself say, "Please...I...I need to go home."
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