He straightened and held the pen out to her. She met his eyes and there was wicked amusement in them. Flustered, she grabbed the pen and threw it back in her bag. Mumbling an excuse about needing to get to her office, she hurried off, pulling her bag higher on her shoulder. Risking a glance back, she saw him standing where she left him, staring after her, that same wicked gleam in his eyes.