  &quot;Hmmm,&quot; he said with a nod, as he gently guided her to the elevator and out of it.
  &quot;I can t see your bodyguards around?&quot; She said as they came out of the elevator into the garage
  &quot;I didn t come with any,&quot; he said easily as he guided her to his car.
  &quot;I thought men like you don t move around without them?&quot; She asked 
  &quot;Hardly,&quot; He answered, holding out the car door for her to step in. Before he cycles to the other side
  &quot;So why didn t you come with any?&quot; She asked. After he had slid into his seat.
  &quot;Because I thought you are enough protection already,&quot; he said.
  &quot;What?&quot; She asked puzzled
  &quot;I mean; the bodyguards are for protection but I know and have seen you done a better job of that already. Twice. He said emphatically, smiling as he pulled out of the company s premises.
  &quot;You were rud

  &quot;Michael here is a good man. Though that is contrary to people s opinion. But take it from someone who has had many years with him.&quot;
  Mitchell looked towards Michael, who appeared not to be interested in what they were saying.
  &quot;And you are the first lady he d ever brought to my restaurant. I knew you must be special. And I just have to make sure you are worthy of him.
  &quot;Worthy of him,&quot; Mitchell thought. This woman must be getting it all wrong. Any woman would be worthy of Michael. But he certainly wouldn t be worthy of more than a bunch of women.
  &quot;So, do you think I am?&quot; She asked carefully.
  &quot;Yes. You are.&quot; She said, Now, let me leave you two, to enjoy your meal. She added before leaving again.
  &quot;Did she just say worthy of you?&quot; Mitchell asked after Sarah left.
  &quot;I think she did,&quot; He answered. Taking a bite of h

  &quot;I came to take you out for lunch,&quot; he said abruptly, moving away from her towards the window. He ran his hand through his hair in a frustrated manner.
  Mitchell breathed an air of relief. She stood up the second he moved away, for fear he might come back to crowd her again. His presence already filled her office. And every part of her consciousness.
  &quot;I m ready,&quot; she said, trying to smile at him but still yet to recover from the close encounter from earlier.
  She hoped her leg wouldn't give her away with the way they were still shaky but she wanted to get out of here. Another minute alone with him and she might be tempted to pull him to herself and claim that kiss that has been tormenting her.
  He turned away from the window to look at her. He was composed and calm without traces of the electrical surges that had happened earlier between them. It was as if he d

&quot;Hmmm,&quot; he said with a nod, as he gently guided her to the elevator and out of it.
  &quot;I can t see your bodyguards around?&quot; She said as they came out of the elevator into the garage
  &quot;I didn t come with any,&quot; he said easily as he guided her to his car.
  &quot;I thought men like you don t move around without them?&quot; She asked 
  &quot;Hardly,&quot; He answered, holding out the car door for her to step in. Before he cycles to the other side
  &quot;So why didn t you come with any?&quot; She asked. After he had slid into his seat.
  &quot;Because I thought you are enough protection already,&quot; he said.
  &quot;What?&quot; She asked puzzled
  &quot;I mean; the bodyguards are for protection but I know and have seen you done a better job of that already. Twice. He said emphatically, smiling as he pulled out of the company s premises.
  &quot;You were rude those two times,&quot; she said, getting defensive.
  &quot;And you felt it was your job t

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