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"What are you doing?" Neil's voice slid along her spine, startling her.

Cecily wobbled on her heels, trying not to fall. She reached out and rested her hand on the bed, trying not to think about what almost might have happened. For once she was glad of her obsession with organizing by list. If she'd reached into that drawer...

Her eyes were drawn to the phone on his hip and she twisted her fingers together. Had he viewed the pictures?

"I was getting changed."

Setting down his briefcase and a large bag, Neil crossed his arms over his broad chest and narrowed his eyes. A curl of dark brown hair fell across his broad forehead, his lips thinning in displeasure.

"I had a meeting that ran late and I had to stop and pick up a few things for our evening. You were supposed to be ready at seven."

"I was."

"But you aren't now."

"No." Cecily blushed and edged the point of her black dress shoe against the carpet. "I thought maybe you'd forgotten."

"Forgot?" Neil's eyes snapped up, his voice sharp. He moved forward, his long legs crossing the span of the bedroom in moments. Fingers gripped her chin and forced her gaze upwards. "I would never forget you. Change of plans. We're staying in...for now." Neil released her and stepped back, his eyes molten.