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their beer. “Foul creatures. You can’t even share, yet you get after me for licking my own ass?” He had a crush on Selena, however, and often took over her lap with his gigantic, stocky body and mounds of hair that the young woman declared felt softer than her own.
    Naturally Jasmine didn’t care about any of this. She also didn’t care about the movie, as funny as it was to watch through tipsy eyes. No, she was too caught up in the shit Ethan Cole put her through earlier that day.
    “Didn’t get a job offer yet, huh?” Juan asked, already on his second beer. “I ask because you seem pretty pissed about something.”
    Jasmine rolled her eyes and pretended that the label on her beer bottle was too fascinating to pull away from. “Maybe,” she mumbled. “Actually, that’s a lie. I did get a job offer. But I turned it down because it was super shitty.”
    “Oh? What did they want you to do, scrub toilets? Sheesh, if it’s good enough for most people these days…”
    I dunno. Is scrubbing his toilet part of what he wants in a submissive? Jasmine shuddered. The whole ordeal was preposterous on so many levels. She often couldn’t believe that it had really happened. Richest man in the area wants me to be his sex-slave. For two-million dollars! She wanted to tell the siblings about it. Oh, did she ever. She wanted to rant about Ethan’s stupid face and his stupid office, and she wanted to tell them about his absurd proposal. For two-million dollars! But Jasmine didn’t dare. Mostly because she also didn’t doubt for one second that Ethan Cole really would sick his super lawyer on her and sue her for every last dime she had at the bottom of her purse. Not that she had anything. Maybe I can give him my student loans. He would pay them off with a wave of his hand.
    There was one way, however, she could bring it up without voiding the NDA.
    “Some guy did ask me out on a date, however.” Ethan had done more than that, but Jasmine would segue into it. “Real jerk. Sad thing was that he was totally gorgeous and if he weren’t a jerk I may have taken him up on it.”
    “Hit on at a job interview? Wasn’t one of your interviewers, was it?”
    Jasmine became tight-lipped for the second time that day. Do I tell them? Would that break part of the NDA? “No,” she decided to lie. “Some other guy who works there.”
    Selena leaned forward from where she sat on the other side of her brother. “He’s gorgeous, you say? Even so, you did the right thing. That’s so inappropriate to hit on a woman when she’s trying to recover from a terrible job interview.”
    The only thing Jasmine could say to that was a glare meant for Selena’s subconscious. “I didn’t say it was terrible. Just that I’m not likely to be working there anytime soon.”
    “Tough times for all of us.” Juan sat his empty beer bottle on the coffee table made of crates and corkboard. “At least you’re getting interviews. My cousin has sent in fifty résumés around town and not a single call back. I hear that’s normal these days.”
    Please don’t remind me. It wasn’t usual for Jasmine to get call backs either. No one wanted to talk to her. No one wanted to give her money for services. Except that Ethan Cole guy… Every time she thought of it, Jasmine went through three stages: excitement that she was offered such a prestigious position that would look fantastic on her résumé, shock that she was then propositioned for something like that, and then disgust for herself and the man who did it.
    Why would Ethan Cole want her like that? What was it about her that set his sights on her by chance that morning? There were half a hundred women milling around the atrium when he passed through. Yet something had called his attention to Jasmine Bliss, a woman of modest appearance and mediocre talent. Don’t be so hard on yourself. It was a problem Jasmine had sometimes, especially when she looked at the state of her adult life so far. Only