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Chase dove his hands into his pockets. “Can we revisit the condom discussion later? Perhaps find other alternatives.”

“Maybe. But it will have to be before we have sex. And I doubt I’ll use any other contraceptive.”

“Fine,” he mumbled. “Anything else?”

“I won’t be living at Willow Park and I’ll only try this for two weeks.”

“How are you meeting me halfway? You’ve only spouted out demands.” He tilted his head to the side. “What is up for negotiation?”

“Nothing.” I bit my bottom lip.

“Jasmine, that’s not fair,” Lucy said. “What can you renegotiate?”

I considered the question.

All of the limits were pretty concrete for me.

Chase walked over and knelt in front of me. “I want a three month trial period where you won’t run off like a crazy person.”

I sighed. “I can do three months.”

He targeted me with his eyes. “If you have a problem, you do everything to let me fix it.”

“Okay.”

“You date a guy for two months at least before having sex with him.” Chase’s hands formed into a fist.

“Okay.” Two months wasn’t a big deal. I tended to wait that long to do anything intimate anyway. At least, that was before Chase and his fingers.

“Stay in Willow Park.” He held up his hands before I could say anything. “My estate is a huge mansion converted into five two-bedroom apartments. You’ll have your own living room, kitchen, bathroom, master bedroom, and guest suite. There’s a burglary alarm on your apartment with a locked entrance where only you will have the key and the security code.”

“We all live in our own apartments,” Lucy added. “They’re gorgeous, too.”

“Even I have my own apartment,” Chase said.

“I don’t know. I have my own place.” My teeth caught my bottom lip.

“Give me one month. I’ll pay your rent at the place you’re at now,” Chase said.

“A month is too much. One week.”

“Three weeks,” Chase countered.

“Only if it’s just one week of each of the three months. I’ll need a break. And seriously, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to live with everybody.”

Chase knitted his fingers together. “Okay. A week of each month and then we revisit this at the end of three months.”

“How far is Willow Park from the office?” I tucked curls behind my ear.

“It doesn’t matter. You’ll ride in my limo with Lucy and me.”

“No. That’s too much.” I shook my head. “I’ll already be living with you all. I’ll need a break some of the time, so I will drive myself.”

I raised one finger. “And no more dressing me. The hair weave goes, by the way. I’ll have that evil Fantino do something else.”

“Fine. I’ll take you anyway I can. I don’t care. The hair styling is just something I like to do for my women.”

I cringed at my women. In that moment, Chase snatched my cards from my hand, browsed through them, and laughed.

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