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      Amanda plopped down in her chair, cradled her chin in her hands and closed her eyes. A nap sounded pretty good to her right now, too.

      “Sleeping on the job?” Jack asked in an amused voice.

      Chagrined, she immediately straightened.

      He leaned against her desk. “How did you get her to take a nap?”

      “Complex negotiations. It would require too much of your time to explain.”

      “You pulled the cookie trick again, didn’t you?”

      “Think about it. If a nap followed by juice and cookies were part of the required schedule for the United Nations, I bet our conflicts would significantly decrease.”

      He nodded. “Point taken. I need you in my office. I’ve got a new project in mind for you.”

      Amanda’s silly heart leaped at his words. I need you.

      “Okay,” she managed, and pulled herself back in line. “Now?”

      “Yes,” he said and led the way.

      Following him, she waited expectantly after he closed the door. Gazing at her thoughtfully, he remained quiet for far too long.

      Amanda’s stomach began to dance with uneasiness.

      He slowly walked toward her and stopped. “I need you...” he began, sending her heart into another tripping mode. She wished he would stop that.

      “...to move in with me and take care of Lilly for a while.”

      Move in with me. Amanda locked her knees. Her head began to swim. Move in with me. His words echoed in her mind. She didn’t even think she’d fantasized hearing those before.

      “I know it’s an unusual request, but Lilly needs you. I need you to help her during this time of transition for her. She never really liked Ms. Brown that much, but she adores you.”

      Amanda slammed the brakes on her thoughts. This was all about Lilly. This was not about Jack or his feelings for Amanda. The knowledge rubbed at a raw spot inside her. She took a mind-clearing breath. “But didn’t you tell me the doctor said Ms. Brown should get over her flu in a few days? And she’ll be able to take care of Lilly again?”

      “Yes and no. She’ll recover, but I called her today and asked her honestly how she felt her position was working out with Lilly. Ms. Brown said Lilly still didn’t seem happy, and she wondered if another personality might suit better.”

      Amanda felt a sinking sensation in her stomach. “You didn’t let her go.”

      “I did.”

      Amanda shook her head. “Oh, Jack. I’m not a nanny. I’m an administrative assistant.”

      “But you’re great with Lilly.”

      “What about my job?”

      “I’ve arranged for a replacement,” he told her.

      Amanda felt as if she’d been kicked. “That easily?”

      “No!” he said, raising his voice. “Dammit, not that easily.” He raked a hand through his hair. “My little girl has been miserable since she came to live at my house. I can’t help her. The nanny can’t help her. But you did. What choice do I have?”

      “You were sure I would agree, weren’t you?”

      “I hoped. It’s not forever. It’s just until she adjusts to living with me. Afterward, you’ll have your job back,” he said. “And my undying gratitude.”

      Amanda sighed and walked away from him. She felt torn. If she stayed at Jack’s house, she would be in intimate contact with him on a daily basis. It wouldn’t be all business between them. She could end up falling more deeply for him. She could, in fact, fall irrevocably for him. It was a terrible risk to take.

      She glanced at him, and the combination of ruthless determination and vulnerability stamped on his face quashed her inner protests.

      Carol would either tell her she was crazy or that this was an opportunity she couldn’t pass up. This could be Amanda’s only chance with Jack. This could be her chance to stop being the invisible woman. Maybe Jack would really see her, and maybe if he saw her, he would also see that she was meant for him.

      “I still need to keep up my activities and classes. I will want to keep up with my friends.”

      “Consider it done.”

      “My cat will have to move in.”

      He paused a millisecond. “Okay.”

      “I will want to oversee the person temporarily assigned to this position, so I don’t come back to a mess.”

      “Makes sense.”

      She rolled her eyes. “I’ve never seen you this agreeable. Should I ask for a million in unmarked bills?”

      He chuckled. “You might be surprised. You’ll do it?”

      “I need to know that you’ll be spending time with Lilly in the evening and on the weekends.”

      “I will. I would have before, but you know that Sandra made it difficult,” he said, meeting her gaze. “Anything else?”

      “Just one thing,” Amanda said.

      “Here comes the million in unmarked bills,” he said cynically.

      “Not quite,” Amanda said, surprised at the slight edge of bitterness in his tone. She’d never heard it directed toward her before. “Once a week I’ll bring Lilly to your office and you will have lunch with her.”

      Jack looked at her as if she were an alien he could never hope to understand. “I was certain you’d ask for more compensation,” he muttered. “Is that all?”

      “Yep. I’m warning you, though. If your goal is Lilly in starched pinafores and speaking when spoken to, you’ve just gotten yourself into a doozy of a mess.”

      His expression turned thoughtful, and she saw a rare glimmer of vulnerability in his strong features. “My goal is to make Lilly happy.”

      Her heart caught. “I’ll do my best.”

      The following week Jack took an overseas trip for the purpose of cultivating an international account. Although his days were filled with meetings and business lunches and dinners, his mind frequently wandered to thoughts of Amanda and Lilly. He placed a couple of transcontinental calls home and was relieved to hear all was well.

      His meetings went so well he arrived home one day early. Jack entered his foyer to the sounds of laughter and the “Limbo” song. Delilah greeted him by weaving between his legs and purring. Following the sound of the music, he walked into the kitchen and saw his daughter and Amanda doing the limbo underneath a jump rope stretched across two kitchen chairs.

      Amanda, barefoot and dressed in jeans and a cropped shirt, shimmied under the rope, her movements baring her belly to his gaze. “I don’t know about this, Lilly,” she said. “I’m not sure I can—”

      Distracted by the curve of her waist, he watched her stumble. Hearing her little squeak, he automatically grabbed her to keep her from falling. Amanda stared at him.

      Her hand clung to his, and he secured her with his other hand on her back. No bra, he idly noticed. His staid, conservative secretary wasn’t wearing a bra. A strange sizzling sensation spread through him. Her mouth formed an O of surprise. She had a pretty, lush mouth, he thought. He hadn’t noticed it before.

      “You’re home early,” she finally managed, still holding his hand.

      “I wrapped things up quickly.” He pulled her to her feet.

      Her eyelashes fluttered, and her cheeks turned pink. She looked down at their joined hands. “Oh,” she said, and removed

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