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That’s all.”
    “Well, that’s just the sort of thing that will get you into trouble.” She rests her head back in the crook of my neck.
    “Really? Thinking?” I humor her.
    “Yes. Thinking can get in the way of doing. Sometimes you need to just do things without thinking, because they need to get done. Think about it!” She holds her hand out for emphasis, then quickly acts like she’s holding a drumstick and sounds off a couple of beats that would come after a one-liner. I can’t help but chuckle at her. Damn it, she’s cute!
    “So, I should do and not think about it?” I lay my head back.
    “Yes.”
    I eye her. “Like sign a contract that pays me far less than what I’m worth?”
    “Mitch ... did you not ask for an educated woman?” She lifts her head.
    “Mitchell.” I give her “The Look.” “And yes, I did.”
    “That’s right. It’s only acceptable for me to call you Mitch when I’m coming ... right?” Her smile hits her eyes. Damn it! “Moving along ...” She winks. “Since I pride myself on being quite the erudite woman, I am not going to play dumb. I certainly don’t believe you are lacking in the intelligence department, either. In saying that, I am new to this ‘scene.’” She actually makes air quotation marks. “But that doesn’t mean I haven’t done my homework. I know there are women out there who charge two hundred and fifty thousand dollars for just a weekend. I know what I’m worth, Mitchell. I don’t need a dollar sign attached to a ridiculous number for me to believe it. I’m not an avaricious person, either. I have priorities that require only the basic necessities, and most of those necessities cannot be provided by money.
    “However, the things that do require money are costly. It’s difficult for me to maintain a regular job right now that will meet both my financial situation and the schedule I require. My lack of negotiations is purely for my benefit, not yours. I do need the money. I feel it’s a sufficient amount for your requirements, plus you’re offering me the ability to stay off the radar, which is by far one of the most important requirements I have. Not that I’ve ever had trouble with the law. I haven’t, and I’d like to keep it that way.”
    I almost can’t believe my ears when she finally quiets that lovely mouth of hers. Good God! Did she just say all of that in one breath?
    “Mitchell ...”
    “What?”
    “Say something.” She looks down.
    “Sorry. I’m overwhelmed by your veracity. You are quite the rare breed, aren’t you?” I chuck her chin.
    “Yeah ... I’m pretty much a bullshit-free zone. I don’t take it, I don’t give it, and quite frankly I want nothing to do with it. If I smell bullshit—I call it and leave the room.” I can tell I have a goofy grin on my face as she rambles on. “Sorry.”
    “For?”
    “Nattering on.”
    “I’m quite fond of your nattering.” I curl my index finger under her chin and hold it with my thumb. Leaning in, I grasp her lips with mine. “So,” I breathe, letting my mouth hover over hers. My hand moves down her neck and into my shirt. Slowly, my fingers trace around her nipple. I listen to the tempo of her breathing change. “How do you like the new career you’ve had all of six hours?”
    “Oh, well, I’m not all that new at this. I’ve been doing it longer than six hours, Mitchell.” She pulls away. I feel a spark of jealousy at this. My fingers still.
    I look away from her. “How long?”
    “Just about ... seven hours,” she says after some thought.
    “Ugh—Charlotte!” I say in irritation. “I can already tell you’re going to drive me crazy.”
    “Crazy in a good way? And ... it’s Charley,” she taps my nose with her index finger.
    “Well, that remains to be seen ... Charlotte .” I grab her hand gently.
    “Charley,” she says, getting off my lap only to turn around and straddle me.
    “Charlotte,” I say very slowly while leaning my head back to look