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computer at the back of the conference table. “We’re just waiting for Nate to arrive.”
    “So Jimmy, are there any other surprises you have for us? I’d hate for a repeat performance of yesterday's meeting with Nate.”
    “Don’t you worry, Mia. I am sure that Nate will be more cooperative this time around.”
    “I don’t think it’s wise to speak for me, Jimmy” Nate remarked as he entered the conference room.
    Mia watched as Nate pulled out an overstuffed executive chair. She wasn’t sure if she’d spent too much time avoiding his sharp looks during the shoot, but now looking at his broad shoulders and the tight curvature of his thighs even through his green khaki pants, she hoped he really could be more cooperative. Until Michael, she never gave much thought to white men. She occasionally found them attractive, but she was far too hung up on the natural sexy swagger of black men. Then Michael came along, dark-haired, with light eyes and the persistence of a puppy looking for a new home. But, Nate seemed different—so sure of himself. As she stared at him, she thought she found a soft intensity behind those steel eyes. He probably doesn’t date black women.
    Jimmy launched the first of several clips and the four of them watched the first scenes of Eye Design . Once it was over Jimmy and Sandy waited in silence. Mia looked over at Nate and his eyes suggested that an instant replay of their initial meeting was brewing. “I think it’s informative, yet entertaining. What do you think, Nate?”
    “Of course you would, Mia. From the looks of it, you’ll be doing all the informing based off of my hard work and I’ll be handling all the monkey business.”
    “There’s just no pleasing you, is there Nate?” Sandy leaned forward across the conference table.
    Leaning forward to meet her position, Nate replied. “I can think of something that would be very pleasing to me.”
    “Well, I’d love to hear it.” Jimmy replied.
    “For the next episode, I suggest we remodel the residence of our star, Mia Simpson.” Nate leaned back in his chair.
    “Nice try Nate, but I think it is a little cliché and self-serving to make the home of the show’s co-host a focus for the show.” Mia’s heart was running the New York marathon in her chest.
    “‘Cliché and self-self-serving’ those sound like the keywords on your resume that landed you the lead spot on this show, Mia.” Nate smirked as he glanced at Mia.
    “Cliché or not, viewers love this kind of stuff. It’s the quickest way to build rapport.” Sandy remarked as she leaned back in her chair.
    Mia thought her heart would explode as she watched the gleam of acceptance in Sandy’s eye.
    “I don’t have to tell you, I love the idea,” Jimmy clasped his hands together.
    “What’s the matter Mia? Is your home not suited fit for a sky-rocketing television interior designer, like yourself?” Though Nate was smiling at her, Mia still felt the chill of his stare tap every vertebra in her spine.
    “Since I’m out-numbered, it looks like we’re about to change that, aren’t we?”
    “Good, but I wasn’t finished. I think we should make it a collaborative effort,” Nate casually leaned forward, this time directing his attention solely on Mia.
    “Wasn’t that understood?” Mia’s chest hurt in anticipation of where this negotiation was leading. Mia began to play the potential scenarios to regain control, even if only in her own mind. Maybe I could play up the angle of not having time to decorate my own home, it wouldn’t seem so odd that the home of a stylista like me would be so bland after months on the reality show circuit and a break-up. She knew she couldn’t avoid her past forever if she wanted to genuinely win the hearts of the viewers.
    “Oh, I don’t mean between you and me. I mean between us and our viewers.”
    “That would take a little bit longer, but I think we can pull that off. Audience-participation is huge right now. It’s