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more outrageously who didn’t try to “claim her.” She should
have been more adamant about the ears. A more forceful refusal
would have cued her to leave.
    Then again, she’d have missed out on the best
orgasm of her life. No-win situation. Ugh.
    “Excuse me,” she murmured and slid off the
bed. Where were her clothes? She searched the floor around the bed
and found nothing.
    “Dina, have we done something to upset you?”
Kray asked, concern coloring his voice. “Did you not enjoy
yourself?”
    She had enjoyed herself, immensely,
but talk of forever spooked her. She’d been lucky in her life never
to meet up with a truly obsessed fan of the Mark David Chapman
variety, but that one word sparked an alarm within her. Forever . Dina shivered.
    These two were cool, she had to admit. They
knew the audition process, knew her favorite scents and
fetishes…she should have picked up on the signals instead of
listening to her aching pussy. She should have realized she might
be falling into a trap.
    “I’m fine,” she finally managed. Where were her clothes? What had they done with them? She looked
around the room once more, then at the two puzzled faces before her
and sighed. “I-I have to go now,” she said. “I’m on a panel early
in the morning…”
    “You don’t have to go so soon,” Kray
said.
    “We were hoping you’d stay here tonight,”
Lane added.
    “That’s sweet of you to offer, but no thanks.
I don’t do sleepovers.” Fine. She’d march out of the room wrapped
in a bed sheet if she had to. It wouldn’t be the first time, and
who knows? Maybe a tabloid reporter would be lurking in the hallway
to snap a photo and offer her some much-needed publicity. Dina
Joseph still has it. Take that, Halle Berry. Ha!
    Right.
    “Really, I should go,” she repeated. Her head
swam, dizzy from the lavender and vanilla. A swatch of color caught
her eye. Aha! She dove for her clothes and scrambled to get
them, at the same time wary of Kray and Lane’s approach. They
remained naked, their cocks still impressive in their limp states,
though Dina noticed one straining toward another erection.
    She turned away and quickly dressed. No,
don’t get horny. These guys are loons. Great sex or no, it
wasn’t worth the risk.
    “Dina, I don’t understand,” Kray was saying,
“everything was going so well…”
    “I knew it,” Lane broke in, sounding
mournful. “I knew it wouldn’t work.”
    She felt the flush of shock at that remark.
Knew what wouldn’t work? Their plan of seduction, then
abduction? Hold her for ransom, even? They’d be lucky to get half
the till she made today in payment, as little as Hollywood valued
her. And her fans? They’d mourn, then turn their attention to the
next phaser-wielding bimbo in go-go boots.
    The warning glance Kray shot Lane told her
plenty. She had to get out of there before the pain supplanted the
lingering pleasure. “Gentlemen,” she said, her back straight,
“thank you for the lovely evening.” Willing her wobbly legs to
stiffen, she started for the door.
    Kray, however, was too quick, and blocked her
exit. Dina’s heart pounded, this time out of fear.
    “Dina, you have to understand we’re not here
to hurt you,” he pleaded. “If anything, we want to help by giving
you the life you deserve.”
    “I have a wonderful life, and I’d like to
continue living it.”
    Hands cupped her shoulders, and she jumped
slightly at the touch. Lane was behind her, trying to soothe her
nerves. He was failing.
    “Is it…wonderful?” Kray challenged. “You’ve
been stereotyped and reviled by an industry you once worshipped,
and you’re reduced to these embarrassing appearances at
dog-and-pony shows when you could be perfecting your craft --”
    “Hey!” Dina snapped. “I’m a damn good actor,
thank you very much.”
    “I never said you weren’t. You’re a fine
actor, and an excellent lover…”
    She felt flush at those words, surprised with
her reaction to the