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glances out the window, toward Biscayne Bay.
    “We should be down there today,” she sighs. Her shoulders rise and fall with dramatic flair. “Working on our tans. Anyway, have you had a chance to try this Arovag yet?” She tosses me a wink-wink.
    “Connie.” Her name comes out as a naughty giggle. She knows we’re not supposed to dip into the company stash like that.
    “Oh, come on. You can’t tell me you haven’t been tempted to try it.” She leans back, flashing me a coy kind of grin that tells me she’s already sampled the product and loves it. “Don’t tell anyone, but it’s freaking amazing. Corporate is onto something. And it’s about damn time they made something for us women.” Connie pulls her shoulders back and her dark hair shines against the sunlight filtering in behind her. “Just because I’m almost fifty doesn’t mean I don’t still want to get busy sometimes.”
    She leans across her desk and slides over a stack of brochures.
    “I’ve studied all the material,” I say. “Know it like the back of my hand.”
    “Good, good,” she says. She flips open to the middle of the brochure. “These are brand new, and I wanted to show you this.”
    A small photo centered in the middle of the brochure shows a handsome doctor in blue scrubs and a white lab coat. His arms are crossed and there’s a clipboard clutched in his hands. A cocky smile fills his face, and his muscles are bulging and threatening to burst through his sleeves Hulk-style. He looks familiar. I squint and lift the brochure closer to my eyes.
    And then I clamp my hand across my mouth. “Sutton.”
    “Oh, you know Dr. Pierce?” Connie lifts a single, arched brow. “People around here call him Dr. McHottie. Apparently he works as a hospitalist because he had a few issues with female patients stalking him at his clinics.”
    “Really?”
    “That’s the rumor.” Connie slips the brochure out of my hand and stares at his picture, smiling as if her fifty-year-old brain is thinking naughty thoughts. He closes it and hands it back to me, licking her lips as if her mouth is watering. “Anyway, he’s going to help us launch this drug. He’ll be the face of the Arovag campaign.”
    “Shouldn’t a woman be the face of the campaign?”
    “Ha! You’re thinking too old school, Lauryn,” Connie shakes her head. “Corporate wants a masculine, sexy doctor to be the face of Arovag. You know how they are. They do their studies and their beta testing. Apparently using a hot doctor on all their marketing materials was the clear winner with this drug. Don’t ask me. It’s above my pay grade, honey.”
    I flip the brochure open once again, taking a good, hard look at Sutton.
    “You two will be working closely together over the next several weeks,” Connie adds. “He’ll accompany you to conventions and hospital luncheons. He’ll be there to answer any questions about the drug that people may have, and you’ll be there selling the hell out of it the way you always do. You’ll make a great pair. Two attractive young people selling a drug that makes women horny.”
    She smiles and shakes her head, her hair moving in slow motion before settling back into its rightful place.
    “God, looking at him makes me want a cigarette, if you know what I mean.” Her voices is a hushed whisper.
    “Did you take Arovag last night?” I ask because it seems to still be in her system, and I know the half-life on it is 12 hours. That’s a long time to be horny.
    “Perhaps.” Connie zips her lips with her finger. “Don’t you dare tell a soul.” She shrugs. “I had a date. So sue me. And I wanted to research the product.”
    I throw my hands up. “I’m not judging you, Connie.”
    “Anyway, let’s get back to business.” She swivels in her chair to face her computer and slips her glasses over her nose. “I’m emailing you a list of functions you two are to attend together. They’re all mandatory. I don’t want you missing a single