The clatter of dinner plates turns her head, but I hold my stare. The curving neck, the raven hair, the perfection of her ear's shell. She swivels back, locking eyes. "You were saying?" "Ah, right. Sorry. The merger papers..." She pulls herself tight against me in the hotel bed, hungry with naked to naked lust. "Thought we wouldn't happen, girl? Those fat money boys, they're
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