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conscious. “Just think of this as
a business deal.”
    “ Business?”
    “ Certainly.” He sat back.
“I have something you want.”
    “ No. You have something my
mother needs, but she wouldn’t dare take you up on your offer. I
did promise to help her even though I’m well off with my job.” She
tried her best to sound as if it didn’t matter.
    “ So if your mother didn’t
need the money, you wouldn’t consider me at all.”
    “ Of course not,” she said
very insulted. “I wouldn’t sell myself, that would be
unmoral.”
    “ Yet now you’re in the
situation which could benefit us both.”
    “ True.”
    “ Then how about
it?”
    She looked at her watch. Two minutes left as
the limousine pulled near the bus depot.
    He noticed the ring on her left hand.
“Married?” There was disappointment in his voice.
    “ No, divorced,” she
answered.
    “ Even better. Two hundred
more.”
    “ I don’t-”
    He cut her off, “Three hundred.”
    “ Stop that,” she
insisted.
    “ Then accept,” he declared
taking her hands into his. “I promise to be gentle and so good to
you. Just one night. No one will know.” He could see the fight
draining from her. “Let me give you this,” he whispered in her
ear.
    She shuddered and he watched triumphantly as
the effects of his words broke down her barrier. “I’ll do it, but
under one condition.” Her throat went dry and she forced herself to
swallow.
    He frowned wondering what she could possibly
want.
    “ No strings attached. This
is strictly business nothing more.”
    “ Of course.” Jacoby smiled
with relief and pulled out the amount agreed upon. “Can I take you
to my hotel?”
    “ After I make a phone
call.”
    He handed her his cell phone and turned it on
for her.
    She shook her head pushing away the phone.
“I’d much rather use a pay phone.” The less he could contact her
the better off she was. Her mother really needed this money, but
she refused to let this be known to anyone how she had gotten
it.
    “ And how do I know you
won’t run off with my money?”
    She handed him the money he had initially
given her. “You can give it to me upon my return. I’ll be right
back,” she promised.
    He watched her get out and walked to the pay
phone across the street. Phoebe called her mother. “I met an old
friend from high school at the bus stop. I’m going to have dinner
with him.” She rehearsed this line ten times before calling.
    “ That’s
wonderful.”
    “ I’ll be home
soon.”
    “ No, take your time. I
insist.” Patricia sounded too happy. “I won’t wait up for you and
don’t you dare worry about the children.”
    Her mother knew her too well, but despite the
fact she trusted her mother wholeheartedly, she would still worry.
“Thanks Momma.” Phoebe hated lying to Patricia, but she needed to
do this.
    After hanging up with her mother, she called
her own personal voicemail and read off the American Express number
off the card along with the expression date. She wanted to make
sure if anything happened to her, someone would be able to trace it
to him. Hopefully, it wouldn’t come to that, and she prayed that
this would be the easiest thirteen hundred she would ever make.
    Turning back to the limousine, she saw the
driver outside the back doors waiting on her. Getting back in the
limousine, she sat right next to him.
    Her windblown, French rolled hair made her
look so untamed and sexually arousing and those expressive eyes,
which boldly met his in curiosity, turned Jacoby on immensely.
Having her here in the flesh after last night’s fantasy was very
thrilling to him. He wanted to touch her all over, feel her move
underneath him and produce that groan he had too vividly imagined
her making.
    His arm moved behind her head and he leaned
slightly into her. “I thought we would seal our bargain with a
kiss.”
    She gently pressed her fingers against his
lips to stop him. “Before we do that, Jay, you should tell me what
kind of woman