Page 44 of Sexy Bad Neighbor

Sobering, I nod. “Actually, yes. Trust me, you wouldn’t like the person I may be morphing into. Which is a good thing, actually. Means I’m doing it right. Now why don’t I show you the door?”

“I’m not done with you yet.”

I pause in the act of turning toward the door. “I’m done with you. Have been. For roughly a year, as a matter of fact.”

“Is it weird that this is turning me on?”

“Yes. Now get out.”

“Not quite yet. I have news. Must be why the owner sent you to speak to me. He wanted you to know first.”

Suspicion blooms in my mind. No, it doesn’t bloom; it explodes. Like that giant mushroom cloud over Japan when the United States exacted revenge for the bombing of Pearl Harbor.

“I’m coming to work here, Chloe. We’re going to be business associates again. Isn’t that great?”

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