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sipped the third glass.

“Dimitri!” she said when she opened the door. “I mean, Mr. Theopolis,” she corrected herself. Then smiled brightly as she took in his messed up hair and hands on his hips. “What brings you out here in the rain?” she asked.

“You,” he said, pushing his way into her house. “Where the hell did you go?” he asked.

Helen closed the door and leaned against it, taking another sip of wine.

“Here,” she said, her arms swaying out to encompass the rest of the room. She almost spilled her wine and giggled as she steadied herself. “Oops!” she laughed. “Would you like a glass of wine?” she asked.

“No thank you,” he said. He took in her flushed cheeks and overly bright eyes and asked, “How many have you had?”

Helen looked into her wine glass as if she could find the answer in the dark liquid. “Hmm…not sure,” she replied and smiled up at him. “You’re very handsome, have I mentioned that?” she asked.

Dimitri laughed briefly, immensely relieved now that he could see for himself that she was okay and not hurt and injured. Dimitri couldn’t help it. His prim little Helen was drunk and looking sexier than he could have imagined. And he’d imagined her many times in so many different conditions it was hard to believe he’d missed this one. He smothered another smile as he looked down at her. She wasn’t wearing the conservative cotton robe she’d come out in last night. Tonight, she was wearing the silk robe he’d put out for her. Adding to the allure, she hadn’t dried off before pulling the silk over her slender body so it was now plastered against her skin, giving him a very nice image of her luscious curves. His eyes roamed over her figure, taking in all of her soft, very feminine body. “No, you’ve never mentioned that to me.” His body was hardening as he noted that her nipples were already pointed.

She squinted up at him. “Are you frowning?” she asked, not really sure.

Dimitri shook his head and looked around. “No. Why did you leave the office without saying goodbye?” he demanded. “I asked you to stick around so I could talk to you.”

“You were in another meeting,” she replied and pushed away from the door, only to find it too difficult and leaned back against it. “I didn’t want to disturb you.” She pushed against the door again and this time was successful in gaining her balance. She walked over to him and pointed at him. “You’re in trouble. Did you know that?” she asked.

Without another word, she walked back into the bathroom, already unbelting the robe as she walked.

Dimitri watched her and the aching in his groin intensified. She was taking off her robe! His eyes watched her hungrily as she disappeared into the bathroom and unfortunately, he only was able to catch a glimpse of her bare, sexy shoulder before she disappeared. The robe was all that he could see as it pooled in a pile on the floor outside her bathroom.

Dimitri shoved his hands through his hair and rubbed his neck. What a night! He’d come out of his last meeting only to see Helen’s purse still on the floor but her computer turned off. He’d called her cell phone only to hear it ringing in her purse. Picking it up, he’d called her house but there wasn’t any answer. And no answer for the next hour. He glanced across the room and understood why. She’d taken the phone off the hook.

He shouldn’t have looked around the room. He should have just walked out, knowing that she was okay and she wasn’t lying in a ditch unconscious or in a hospital room somewhere. A gentleman would be considerate and allow her some privacy but he was too enchanted by this side of her. She was more relaxed and the warmth of the bath as well as the extra alcohol had made her cheeks a soft pink instead of the pretty pale color they normally were.

Yes, a gentleman would politely leave. But the glance across the room at the phone revealed a shoe next to the receiver. His eyes caught the skirt she’d been wearing that day draped precariously over the back of the chair next to the phone. Picking up the shoe and the skirt, he searched out the rest and groaned out loud when he spotted her shirt and the lacy bra underneath it. His fingers played with the material as he