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it didn’t make her uncomfortable. God, his palms were sweating just thinking about facing a dozen women, much less making out with them.

      She shrugged. “We’re doing a job. You distance yourself. It helps if you think of yourself as an actor playing a part.”

      “I don’t suppose you’re willing to tell me where there aren’t any cameras other than here?”

      “No, I’m afraid I can’t do that. It’s cheating, plus it would cheat our viewers at home.”

      “Do you always play by the rules, Portia?” He knew the answer before he asked.

      “Absolutely. Do you?” she challenged back.

      “I always have before. I’ve never wanted something so much that I was willing to break the rules for it, but if I wanted something—” he looked into the depths of her eyes and paused deliberately “—or someone, desperately, if I couldn’t think of anything else…”

      “That sounds obsessive.” A husky note colored her voice.

      “I think it’s that same fine line that separates love and hate,” he said.

      She deliberately looked away from him, breaking the tenuous sensual thread woven by their conversation. “Well, let’s go meet your bachelorettes and see if you find a woman who inspires you to break the rules.”