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“Because she likes to tie up her men. I’m not into that.”

“Have you ever tried it?”

“No, and I’m not going to. I like to be in charge in the bedroom.”

He scoffed at my dismissal as I continued to the elevator. Now that he was following me and I couldn’t shake him, there was no point in taking the long way out of the building.

“I wish you would have an open mind about this. She’s really hot.”

“Don’t let Anna hear you say that.”

“No, hot for you. I’m married. I don’t look at another woman twice.”

The elevator dinged and I stepped off on the ground level, ignoring the smirk Cash shot me as I walked past his office. He probably sent Fox after me just to piss me off.

“So, I made reservations at the Italian place in town.”

“You don’t need reservations to get in there.”

“No, but it’s harder for you to back out if there’s a reservation,” he grinned.

“Well, you can cancel it. I won’t be there.”

I noticed he was paying close attention to my arms, and then he started swinging them in time with mine.

“What are you doing?”

“What are you talking about?” he asked, his eyes never leaving my arms.

“You’re mimicking the swing of my arms.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Why are you doing it?”

“Because I want to walk like you.”

“Why would you want to walk like me?”

“You have a strut about you. I like it.”

I wasn’t buying it. He was doing something else and I needed to find out what that was. I stopped and faced him. “What the fuck are you really doing?”

He rolled his eyes, heaving a big sigh. “If you must know, I’m learning your tells and the way you walk.”

“Why?”

“Because I like you?”

“Why are you really doing it?”

“In case you ever disappear,” he said immediately. “I need to be able to mimic you at a moment’s notice.”

“Why would I disappear?”

“It happens all the time. You know, even The Kamau isn’t immune to the underdealings of our world.”

“That’s not a word.”

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