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wonder, but everything she did was spot on.
    “You know my dad—better to be early.” I’d spent yesterday afternoon at home in Greenwich, helping Dani study. Dad had made sure I knew I’d see him again at 8:30 this morning, if not earlier.
    She chuckled and her fluffy hair bounced as she shook her head. “Don’t I know it.”
    I opened the Italian bag Sadie had insisted I get for my promotion that cost a month’s worth of pay—according to my old salary— and dug around for my cell to make sure Betsy’s clock wasn’t fast. It wasn’t like Dad to come in this close to a meeting. I reminded myself that he was the boss, and I was the one who had to be here early for our 8:30 appointment.
    “Nervous?” Betsy had a sweet, old lady’s voice in a middle-aged woman’s body. Like her boobs, I didn’t know if her voice was completely natural or if she was just giving us a good show.
    I looked up at Betsy grinning at me.
    “You’ve pulled the hem of your suit down five times in the last two minutes.”
    I shrugged, still trying to sort everything out. After digging through my bag for a few more moments, I concluded that I’d definitely left my phone at home.
    Another clear sign Betsy could be right about me being nervous.
    “Okay.” Betsy’s eyes went wide like she’d just seen the most delicious piece of chocolate cake. “I’ve got just the thing for you.” She scooted from her desk and hopped up on her four inch heels, which between those and her Texas hair, maybe gave her the final clearance of just over five feet.
    I couldn’t imagine what she had in store, but she shuffled out in a hurry.
    I yawned and wished I’d slept more last night. Instead, I’d kept thinking that if I fell asleep, I would never hear my alarm—the worst feeling when you needed to be somewhere.
    Who was I kidding? I couldn’t stop thinking about Liam and our date Saturday, either. I still didn’t know how I’d found the willpower to break off that kiss. I’d stuck to my three-date rule, but I so didn’t want to. I’d never met another man I’d been so attracted to.
    Just thinking about him made me close my eyes and picture him here. I had a few minutes so I let my imagination run wild.
    “Don’t talk, Tessa.” I could hear Liam’s low voice in my head. The sexy hint of an accent stroking his every word. I nodded as he took my tote from my hand and set it on the ground. “You won’t be needing this.”
    “I—” I caught myself.
    I enjoyed this game and didn’t want to do anything to make him stop. I didn’t need to wait on any number of dates to imagine my fantasy right now.
    “Good girl.” He ran his hands up my thighs as he said it. My breath puffed out the higher he went. “Don’t make a sound. You wouldn’t want Betsy to hear the pleasure I’m about to give you.”
    I shook my head.
    Liam gave me a long mischievous look before inching my skirt to my hips. He groaned. “Very nice. Do you always wear panties that say the day of the week?”
    I giggled to myself, breaking my trance. As soon as I found my phone I’d have to make a reminder to go shopping with Sadie. As dangerous as that probably was, she’d know what would look best. Given that most everything I knew about Liam’s tastes was from his photos, there wasn’t much he hadn’t seen.
    After reliving every detail of Saturday’s date last night with Sadie, I knew she’d be more than willing to help me find the perfect third date outfit.
    I closed my eyes.
    Liam was in front of me again. He slipped up my skirt. “I see you were expecting me. No panties?”
    I figured I could lose them with just a thought. It was my fantasy, after all.
    “I’m working on that.”
    He pressed his finger to his lip, reminding me not to talk. I giggled again—as quietly as I could. He took his finger from his mouth and traced it along my inner thigh.
    Painfully slowly.
    I wanted to tell him to hurry up, that we didn’t have much time. But that’d be against