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“But what about work?” she protested.

“I have more pressing things to take care of at the moment,” he replied, his hand sliding down to the curve of her ass.

He was going to show his woman how much he appreciated all her curves.

“London, you’ve been holding out,” Khalil Roads declared with a laugh.

London winked at her. “She’s a gem.”

Alana felt her face warm at the compliment. Dinner with the NBA star was going well. She didn’t know what to expect when meeting him, but finding out they shared a love for certain comic book movies was a plus.

“I just got London to start watching all the movies with me,” she announced proudly.

“In order of release or chronological order?” Khalil asked, glancing at London.

She laughed at the pained look on London’s face. He had been a good sport watching the movies with her. They had made their way to the first Thor movie, and he appeared to be enjoying them.

“We’ve been watching them in order of release.”

Alana was enjoying herself. Finishing off her glass of wine, a waiter arrived at her side with another. They were at a fancy restaurant located in downtown Cleveland, one she had never been brave enough to go to.

It was so expensive, they didn’t put prices on the menu.

“So tell me, Khalil. What are you looking for in an agent?” she inquired.

Did she really just ask him that?

It had to be the wine.

Khalil burst out laughing. She laughed as well, hoping she wasn’t too forward with him.

Khalil wagged a finger at her. “I really do like her.”

“Being curious by nature, I was just wondering. I’m a financial analyst, and in my line of work, I have to decide if my company would be taking risks on certain ventures.”

She was good at what she did, and she hoped to be up for a promotion soon. Her goal was to become lead analyst.

“Is that so?” Khalil’s smile faded as he looked between London and her. “What are things you would look for if you were in my shoes?”

“Being wined and dined doesn’t matter. You can afford to pay for this place yourself,” she began. Khalil had been a professional athlete for a few years now and had made a buttload of money. “What you should do is analyze the past results of the agency trying to recruit you. What are your long-term goals? Can they meet them? Does their drive meet yours?”

Khalil grew silent.

He stared at Alana so long, she grew nervous, wondering if she had just ruined London’s chances of signing him.

“You must do well at your job,” Khalil pointed out.

At London’s nod, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she had gone too far.

“I believe I am,” she replied honestly.

“Look over the papers I prepared for you. I think you’ll be extremely happy with what my company and I can do for you,” London said. He reached over and took her hand in his, giving it a squeeze.

“I think I will.” Khalil’s gaze rested on London. Alana sat back and remained quiet. This was a pivotal moment. Was Khalil going to sign with London? “And you would be handling me?”

“Absolutely,” London replied smoothly.

The waiter, Tom, returned to their table and began clearing the dishes. “I hope everyone enjoyed themselves. Anyone up for dessert?”

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