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lacing the contract on the mahogany desk like it was any other legal
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the paper. Like a girl I used t
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art s
smile. Did
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strap of my purse. "If I'm not
slowly. "No
ke he was pic
r. Poured something dark into a crystal glass. Didn't offer me
ill turned. "One night. No contact. No
erst
ass to his lips, and pau
eath
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obey right aw
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re tangled together. Hours,
my name. I n
ed needing to. Every movement was control and punishment, desir
didn't
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ress, still trembling, a
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the elevator and caught m
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weeks later-when his face fl
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s later, I
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my
ray stare. The same frown when he didn't get h
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specialist in Manhattan could handle. I had no choice
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catering for a former college friend. I wore the black-
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a perfectly cut tuxedo and that same icy stare tha
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sn't fas
d my wrist just as I
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