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nodded his head.
    “I’ll keep my eyes open,” Adam said. “Do you need a ride or---?”
    “I’m fine,” he said. “And from here on out I’m staying on the wagon.”
    The man left with a skip in his step, and as soon as the door closed behind him, Adam turned his attention to Kathleen and lifted her up into his arms.
    “Think I will make you a full partner soon enough.”
    Squealing as he swirled her around the room, Kathleen moved down the length of his body, and she flattened her palms to his chest as she looked into his eyes.
    “I told you that I was the girl for the job,” she said.
    “Something so special.”
    He kissed her quickly, and she was tempted to let him take her on the space of the abandoned table when Kathleen held him back and took hold of his collar.
    “Not here,” she said. “Let’s go back to your office.”
    “I’m not about to say no to you now, Kate.”             
    She stayed in his arms as the town car drove them back to his building, and as soon as they hit the twelfth floor and the edge of his office, Kathleen started to tear his clothes and bite down on his neck when a shrill laugh broke their bodies apart.
    “Who is…? Who are you?”
    The unfamiliar woman clapped her gloved hands together, and Kathleen stuck close to Adam’s side even as his body started to wilt.
    “Becca, don’t,” he said. “She’s not like the others.”
    “Of course she is. Now let’s have some fun with her.”

 
    Chapter 7
     
    “Adam?  Who is this?”
    “So you let her call you by your first name! Different. But I’ll play.”
    The blonde woman pulled out a bottle of scotch hidden in Adam’s desk, and she took a hard pull as she splashed the excess behind her ears and set the crystal container down.
    “It’s Kathleen, right?” she continued.
    “I… it’s Kate.”
    She tried to hold Adam’s hand tighter when he suddenly seemed to wilt like a dying flower in her grasp. Looking up at him, Kathleen expected to see him ready to fight for her as he had at the meeting. But he seemed softer, weaker, and as he hung his head and moved away from her side, the woman’s laugher moved like ice up her spine.             
    “Soon it won’t matter one way or the other,” she said. “But perhaps we should be formerly introduced. I’m Rebecca Waring.”
    Maybe it was naïve, but Kathleen still extended her hand, and she was ready to shake when Rebecca Waring pushed her fingers away and smirked.
    “And you’re the scrub that got a little too friendly with him,” she said. “Fat girls were always meant to keep him in line and make him realize just how much he had with me.”
    “With…”
    Unable to finish the thought, Kathleen quickly turned her eyes to Adam and saw nothing but his falling shoulders as he stood before the cold fireplace and softly shook his head.
    “Adam, what is she talking about?”
    Kathleen nearly had his body back under her hands when Rebecca pulled her away from him and clutched her chin.
    “It’s our song and dance,” she said. “I keep him in line by making him hire less than pretty help. It pleases me when he crushes them. Makes everything in our bed so much more exciting.”
    Kathleen felt as if she was hitting puberty on the twelfth floor all over again. Her hips were too round, her breasts too big for a girl hardly thirteen. It was an unlucky number then. And now…
    “So that’s… that’s why he called me up?” Kathleen asked. “Just so you could laugh at me?”
    Rebecca chuckled and started to turn to Adam’s side when he moved out from under her hand, his eyes staying on the floor as he spoke.
    “I’m not laughing, Kate,” he muttered. “And it’s never been like this before.”
    “Adam?”
    She swept around to face him and forced his stare to her eyes as she kept her fingers just beyond the edge of his chin.
    “But there has been a before,” she said.
    “Honey, a sad cow makes a man appreciate a prize