She leaned toward him again. “You know what? I think you’re turning this into more of a production than you need to. If giving me an orgasm is all you need to feel better about everything, we don’t have to stage an elaborate bedroom scene.”
“We don’t?”
“Nope. I don’t have time for that, anyway. I’m on a tight deadline for the newsletter and I have to work straight through until noon tomorrow if I expect to get it put together.”
“I understand that.” The gleam in her eyes made him nervous. “But I’m here through tomorrow night.”
“Why wait?” she murmured. “If this is so important to you, why don’t we take care of it right now?”
His mouth went dry. “What are you talking about?”
She moved to the far corner of the booth and patted the vinyl seat next to her. “Scoot on over here, cowboy. Let’s even the score.”
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