Chapter Sixteen
I put the business card Marly gave me into my back pocket. It upset me to think something bad might happen to her. I squelched an urge to comb my fingers through her tousled hair and hold her again, as if my arms could provide a secure blanket of protection. Yet I knew it was more. I could not diminish the intense attraction she aroused in me, but I felt it best to stop thinking about her.
Before I let my imagination run wild, I picked up some paperwork left over from the previous day. As I stared at the page, the words ran together and my thoughts sharpened. Marly was obviously not interested in me, and more to the point, she was my boss. To threaten the time we shared working together by suggesting a relationship would be far too risky. I was sure I was not her type. Be
