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She knew what those thighs felt like pressed against her own.
The man certainly knew how to make the most of the elevator.
She was starting to regret not inviting him back to her room.
Starting to...
That was until the host of the conference started to introduce Weston, and the man she'd fallen asleep dreaming about, stepped into the brighter lights that were focused on the front of the platform, reflecting off of his badge with a five-pointed star and a circle wrapped around it.
She knew that badge.
Shehatedthat badge.
And suddenly, all of those warm, tingly feelings she'd been feeling since Weston sat down beside her at the bar... evaporated.
The pen she held in her hand started to bend.
No.
This was not happening.
"Major Weston Cooper of the Texas Rangers. He leads the new San Antonio SWAT team as part of the Special Operations Division. He'll be talking about new threats to financial institutions and ways to guard against them."
Tracy felt a little uncomfortable.
Off balance.
And her face was tingling a little as if her blood pressure was rising or falling too quickly, she didn't know which one it was, but it really didn't matter. She was a little light-headed.
She reached out and touched the tabletop just shy of Jaime's hand. "I..."
"Tracy?" Jaime's voice was warm and full of concern. "Are you okay?"
"I... I don't feel good."
"Oh."
Tracy felt Jaime's hand touch hers.
"Let me grab your bag."
There was a moment of rustling that Tracy could hear and then Jaime's hand was under her elbow. "Come on. I'll take you."
Tracy opened her mouth to argue that she didn't need help, but her body made a mockery of the thought, nearly dropping her where she was.
This, she told herself, wasnothappening.
There was no way, come hell or high water, that she was going to faint like some kind of corset-wearing damsel in distress!
Forcing herself to almost stand upright, she let Jaime lead the way out of the room.
Someone came over to talk as Jaime pushed on the heavy banquet doors and Tracey heard Jaime tell them that they'd be back in a few minutes before they stepped out into the hallway.
The floor where the meeting rooms and banquet spaces was a hallway with knee to ceiling high windows and lush chairs spaced along the way.
As hotels went, this one was a step up from the places they'd had this even in the past years, but Tracy wasn't exactly enjoying the location.
The cool air conditioning that she could barely feel inside was chilly against her skin in the hall.
