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“Shoot.” He took off the watch around his wrist and tossed it on the side of the hot tub. “I hate it when I get it wet.”
    Trying to relax and stop this crazy reaction she was having to him, London put her head back.
    He looked at the book next to the hot tub and nodded at it. “Have you read it yet?”
    She guessed, since they were all here to hear Cooper Harrison speak, he would have read it. “Nope, is it good?”
    His eyebrows went up, and he shrugged. “Yeah, it’s okay. Better than I thought, but sub par compared to the greats like Tony Robbins.”
    “Really?” That intrigued her. “Why?”
    “I was actually surprised his biggest point is ‘high value.’ If you make yourself a high value kind of person, you’ll attract the same type of person.”
    “So only rich people and supermodels are worthy of love?” Maybe the week would turn out to be totally shallow.
    “No, not at all.” He sat forward, obviously enthusiastic about the topic. “He’s not just talking about physical beauty or wealth. What I find most intriguing is how high value starts in your mind—with the way we see ourselves.” Lifting a hand out of the water, he brushed it over his face. “The way he breaks it down is sort of interesting, you’ll have to see what you think.”
    For a second, she only stared at him. He appeared to be smart and gorgeous. It unnerved her. “So, uh, what do you do?”
    He grinned and then pointed to the book. “The book says we shouldn’t define ourselves by what we do. Ask a different question.”
    She frowned. Oh brother, was he the type who couldn’t answer a simple question?
    He pointed at her. “And, yes, I do have a job. I’m just trying to go along with why we’re here, ya know.”
    She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Single people paid a lot of money to come and get to know each other, so she should play along.
    He laughed. “I can tell you’re excited.”
    She let out a breath. “Okay, I’m willing to play the game. Fine, give me a different question.”
    He hesitated for a second. “What do you think of yourself as doing?”
    She paused, and then decided to tell the truth. “I think of myself running a nonprofit.”
    His eyes narrowed. “Really.”
    Unable to stop herself when she got talking about it, she continued. “Did you know, even though human trafficking is illegal in all countries, one hundred and fifty billion dollars of illegal profits are made each year? Did you know the two most common forms of human trafficking are sexual exploitation and forced labor? And this also includes exploitation of children and minors?”
    He stared at her for a couple of seconds then swallowed. “No, I didn’t know that.” His face took on a pained expression.
    His reaction encouraged her to continue. “This isn’t something the media is covering, but it happens at alarming rates. I want to bring attention to it. There’s a task force this guy has put together of past military guys who are trying to make a difference, but they can’t operate under the US government for political reasons and need fundraising.” Under the water, her legs were fidgeting. “So that’s what I would do.” She felt her face turning red, feeling instantly self-conscious. “I mean, you asked.”
    He blinked and seemed to be evaluating her. The side of his lip turned up. “I like it. A lot.”
    “Anyway.” She was on the verge of more nervous talking, so she pushed the question at him. “What would you do?”
    Only hesitating for a second, he grinned, gesturing to her. “I’d do whatever you needed me to.”
    She laughed, not expecting that. “Right, you would work for me?”
    Giving a firm nod, he grinned. “Sounds like a cause that deserves some attention.”
    More blushing. “Thank you.”
    He narrowed his eyes. “So you have a website?”
    She shrugged. “Yeah. I wish I had more. I’m just not great at fundraising, but I’ve been researching it like crazy, and I have some