ience。 New
York was New York； always a little intimidating。 Ross's protectiveness
felt good； though she wasn't about to tell him that。 〃Where are we
going？〃 she asked when he hustled her to a cab； then gave the driver the
same Park Avenue address to which she had sent her check。
〃I thought you'd like to see Hansen's corporate headquarters。 The team
working on the Rye Beach plex won't be meeting until tomorrow； but
you might feel more fortable seeing the layout before you get bogged
down in work。 I have things to take care of while we're there。〃
Indeed； he seemed all business。 There was no wele kiss； no hug； not
even in the privacy of the cab； and she wasn't plaining。 She had felt
a jolt seeing him back at the train； and felt tingles even now。 She
needed all the time she could get to regain full control。
The Hansen Corporation was every bit as impressive as she had known it
would be。 Ross Stephenson wasn't one to do things halfway。 As she toured
offices that consumed three full floors； no one she saw was idle。
Her guide was one of the vice presidents； a soft…spoken man whom she
instantly liked。 Ross himself had disappeared with a soft apology
shortly after they arrived。 She saw nothing of him until late afternoon；
when he materialized in the drafting room； where she was admiring the
architect's plans for a museum and theater plex in Des Moines。
〃What do you think？〃
Delight lit her face。 〃It's wonderful； Ross。 You have a brilliant
architect。 From the looks of the plans； this museum will be a drawing
card for all of Iowa。〃
His smile held satisfaction。 〃That's what we're hoping。 Any
suggestions？
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