"Where are you taking me for dinner?" Normally, Tansy wouldn't be so pushy, but she was hungry. She'd had a few snacks since her sister Rose left here with her mate, but it had been nearly twenty-four hours since her last full meal and she needed something more substantial than a few crackers and a cup of soup.

Sighing, she watched Armand as he gave a few last minute instructions to his manager. He was so handsome. She was almost positive he was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. However, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something that just wasn't quite right. She was afraid she shouldn't feel this way for him. After all, over the last two weeks, she'd been thinking of no one but Antonio Saladino and now she was drooling over Armand. What was wrong with her? Shouldn't she pick one man and stick with him?

Tansy felt as though she was being fickle and she didn't like it. It was one thing to lust after two men she didn't know, it was quite another to find herself trying to decide between two men she wanted to date.

One at a time, please.

She bit the tip of her thumb, deep in thought as she watched Armand working with his people. He was so handsome with his dark hair and chocolate brown eyes. He was tall, too. That was always a bonus. She wished he was just a bit more muscular like Antonio though.

What bothered her most about the situation was that she was attracted to Armand as much as she was to Antonio which was more than she had wanted any other man in her life. She just didn't know why it didn't seem right or why she kept thinking of Antonio when she should be thinking of Armand and their upcoming dinner together and, she thought with a blush, the subsequent dessert.

"Our dinner destination is a surprise." Armand smiled at her and winked, his dark eyes filled with sensual promise that only made her feel even worse that she couldn't keep the other man from her thoughts. "I will take you to dinner, then we will retire to my home where we will indulge ourselves in other, more delicious pursuits."

Just the thought of what he meant by that made her shiver. Tansy waved her hands in front of her face. "Hooo! You really know how to make a girl tremble with anticipation." Her insides twisted with that same need they always did when she looked at him or talked to him. Her tummy flip-flopped, and her hands trembled, but why didn't her heart feel as though it was stuttering the way it did around Antonio? Tansy sighed, wondering why the other man kept invading her thoughts and frowned.

She felt her face heat when the last of Armand's employees left the office. Thoughts of what they could do here in this room had goosebumps covering her skin. It was strange how she couldn't wait to be alone with him, yet dreaded it all at the same time. She fidgeted in her seat and slid forward, her hands gripping the arms of her chair.

"Can we go now?" Was she in such a hurry to leave so they could be alone later, or was she afraid of being alone with Armand now? Tansy bit her lip, wondering what she was doing here at all.

She took a deep breath and sighed. When she looked at Armand, she remembered why she wanted to be with him. He was the hottest man she'd ever laid eyes on in her life. What bothered her was what happened when she wasn't looking at him. When she wasn't staring into his beautiful eyes or at his handsome face, she thought of Antonio and how just being here with Armand seemed like a betrayal.

They had to get out of here. If they didn't, she was going to jump Armand's bones right here in his office. While office sex wasn't necessarily a bad thing, she didn't want their first time to be on the top of his desk ... or worse yet, on the floor.

Tansy was certain that was the reason she wanted to leave here. It had nothing to do with the fact that she wasn't sure she should be here with him at all. What she kept telling herself was that it was only because the last thing she wanted was to be covered in rug burns when she went home. Explaining how she got them to her sisters wasn't at the top of her list.

"I have one more meeting, sweetheart, then we shall begin our first night of many."

Crap!