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sir. From your mouth it sounds rather enticing.”
    I had to change the subject and start establishing some boundaries for this attorney/client relationship or it was never going to work. “Where do you want me to work, Mr. Kent?” Just go tear off that towel. You know you want to. You want to tear it off, get down on your knees, and suck him to pleasure.
    “Why is your face so flushed, Ms. Rowland. Are you feeling alright? I could open the windows to get you some fresh air.”
    “That’s very kind, but I’m good, Mr. Kent.”
    “Coffee or tea? You’re welcome to take anything from the fridge you like.”
    “No thank you. I’m fine for now.”
    “I just want to make sure you’re comfortable around here. After all, you’re going to be spending a lot of time here, including some nights and weekends. You’ll find this place adequately equipped with everything since I do live here when I’m in LA and prefer not to travel to an office if I can do everything from my home.”
    “How convenient,” I replied, making him smile.
    “Yes, very,” he said. Then he pointed to the glass top table in the living room and told me that was where I’d be working from. “My assistant, Karen, has everything you need on there already and if you need anything else she is speed dial 1 on the phone.”
    “She’s not in this building?”
    “Oh no, as I told you yesterday this is my personal space.”
    I started to ask why I was there then, but decided to keep my mouth shut. No need to say something that I’d likely regret or worse yet, stick my foot in my mouth. “Sounds good,” I said.
    “Just shout out if you need me. I’ll be around.”
    “Thank you.” With that, Marshall left and I got down to work, sorting through the stacks of files and financial information that were on the glass table. It really was a lot to go through.
    My main task was to review contracts and financial documents for a studio that Foothills Studios was trying to merge with called Silver Fern Productions. Before Marshall had an interest and ran the studio in LA, it seemed that merger proceedings had already been started.
    Marshall stepped back in for a while to explain the merger to me. Apparently he didn’t know the least thing about it. That was why he needed me to sort things out and explain everything to him. Most of all, he needed me to make sure that he wasn’t getting screwed over and that everything was as organized as possible for the inevitable transaction. I somehow doubted that would be the case. He seemed to be the type of guy who made sure that he got the last word in despite the merger having been agreed upon long before he took over the studios.
    After his explanation, I whole-heartedly dug into the files, trying to tackle at least the top third today. I didn’t know how long I had been working, but time was flying by. The next thing I knew it was 12:30 in the afternoon. I didn’t even know if I would have realized that, but Marshall brought me in a sandwich and a glass of Coke Classic—my favorite. He was also carrying his lunch and sat down to eat with me. Hopefully this would be a better lunch than yesterday , I thought, laughing at the thought of a repeat now.
    “Thank you. I guess I am hungry now that I realized the time. There’s a lot to go through here.”
    “You definitely have to eat. It’s important to keep a clear mind and a high energy level, don’t you think?”
    “Absolutely,” I agreed. I did need to keep a clear mind and a high energy level. There was a lot to do.
    “I know you have a lot to do in a short period of time, but I’m highly confident that if anyone can manage this it is you.”
    “That’s nice to say. So, if you don’t mind my asking. How did you manage to inherit this studio?”
    “It was a good companion piece to Foothill Studios, which I started in New York. As for the one that is the merger, that was an unexpected inheritance gift from my father, one that was lost in his estate for