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"Look," I whisper, and I fight the urge to gather her against ainst her body, to feel the curve of that ass againsther arhtly "We did," she states, and when she pulls away, she is beaht We did it And da up now

Chapter 9

Her

four as I win three thousand dollars on a slotin my newfound riches, when Trey walks in He cocks a brow at me and holds out his wrist "I need help This cufflink is a bitch"

I roll over and sit upright on the edge of the bed When he steps forward, between ," he leas brush against the inside of my knees

It won’t The e boy, then walks away and leaves

"There are certain lines I don’t cross, and fucking my employees is one of them"

His line from my interview plays on repeat in my head After our San Francisco road trip, I looked up Vicka Neece Like I had expected, she is beautiful, and very different from me Blonde instead of brunette Taller than me, and thin instead of curvy She has that sophisticated scowl that I’ve never o for her And I can see, in the tattered reerie, what interoffice relationships can lead to

I hadn’t thought , but in the last five le woht now, his belt is at eye level, the buckle begging to be freed, zipper yanked down, and all of Trey Marks’s mysteries unveiled My hand hovers above the belt It would be so easy I sigh and reach past it, for his waiting shirtsleeve, my hands quick and efficient as I fasten the cufflink I look up at hiue

"What is that for?" He extends the other hand, a s across his lips

"You You and your ridiculous teness" The truth slips out before I can harness it in I biteood I orried I was losingthe to my feet

"Nope No worries there" I eye his suit "So it’s this kind of a dinner?"

"You were expecting the buffet? Keno and sweatpants?"

"Don’t te past him and to the bathroom "I’ve worn heels for, like, fourteen hours now"

"You don’t have to corab a washcloth and rub it over lance in the htly pink from the hot water, and frown Maybe I shouldn’t be so surprised that Trey isn’t trying to fuck a pants and a shirt I borrowed fro T-shirts that feel like suede and for booking us in adjoining roo his co from his suitcase

"I know Mira and her husband," he continues "Why don’t you take the night off? Get roolare at him in the mirror "Her husband owns thirty-seven department stores in California I don’t care if you know Mira Their first order, if we can get it, will be huge No offense, but I’ you screw it up"

"How can I not take offense to that?" He barks out a laugh, and followsiron

"It’s the truth" I plug in the iron "And don’t flirt with her"

"Oooh … jealous Kate I knew you were in there somewhere"