when he was beside her。 He took her bag
and her arm in one smooth move。 〃Have a good trip？〃 he asked； glancing
down as he guided her along。
〃It was fine。〃 And she had to admit that there was something fine about
being met like this； something that went beyond mere convenience。 New
York was New York； always a little intimidating。 Ross's protectiveness
felt good； though she wasn't about to tell him that。 〃Where are we
going？〃 she asked when he hustled her to a cab； then gave the driver the
same Park Avenue address to which she had sent her check。
〃I thought you'd like to see Hansen's corporate headquarters。 The team
working on the Rye Beach plex won't be meeting until tomorrow； but
you might feel more fortable seeing the layout before you get bogged
down in work。 I have things to take care of while we're there。〃
Indeed； he seemed all business。 There was no wele kiss； no hug； not
even in the privacy of the cab； and she wasn't plaining。 She had felt
a jolt seeing him back at the train； and felt tingles even now。 She
needed all the time she could get to regain full control。
The Hansen Corporation was every bit as impressive as she had known it
would be。 Ross Stephenson wasn't one to do things halfway。 As she toured
offices that consumed three full floors； no one she saw was idle。
Her guide was one of the vice presidents； a soft…spoken man who