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what these men were saying.
    “Sorry guys, but my body’s not on the shopping list. Fucking my clients was
never on the job description, either. You paid for dinner and my company, and
that’s all on offer. I’m not a prostitute. And I refuse to become one just so
you can both live out your kinked up fantasies,” she blurted out.
    Kinked up fantasies that were getting her moist down below, truth be
told. Damn Lisa! Bea thought with an inner rush of consternation. Lisa would have been the one getting the
indecent proposition from the most gorgeous species of manhood to walk the
earth, not me, Bea fumed! But then what did she know? She’d only ever had two
boyfriends – and only one had been her actual lover.
    She shivered away her confusion and irritation mixed so stimulatingly
with arousal. She couldn’t really blame these guys – they thought she was
a professional escort. And to save face for Lisa and her escort agency, Bea had
to keep up her professional act. They mustn’t guess she was just some IT
executive assistant who knew next to nothing about real men – and real
sex. And lord knew these guys were offering her the taste of both…

 
 
 
    Chapter Four
    Bea was already gathering her things before she’d actually begin to see
the good in what these two freakishly sexy men were suggesting. Her whole body
was screaming at her to comply; she could hear the creaks in all her nerve
endings and hormones just begging for her to say “yes” to whatever they were
offering.
    But as always, common sense prevailed. “Um, I’m really, really sorry to
say no to you guys. I’m sure it’s not a word you hear very often. But
seriously, I can’t possibly agree to what you’re asking. What you’re both
asking.” She stared meaningfully at them both. For some reason, the restaurant
seemed to shrink even smaller as they looked at her. Why did they make
everything around them seem so inconsequential and small with their
larger-than-life personas? She felt light in the head. Just how many glasses of
wine had she had?
    “Do you gamble, Bea?” Ryan asked quietly.
    “Not recently. No,” was her dry reply. “Why? Want to go to a casino?”
    Ryan smiled with mild humor. “No; I was just wondering if you’d care to
take a bit of chance. Say, you do follow us to our hotel. And then, after five
minutes, if you decide you want to leave, then we let you go. Five minutes,
Bea.”
    She already opened her mouth to flat-out refuse. No way she’d be in a
room alone with these two for five minutes.
    But then Jason smirked. “Maybe she isn’t a gambling woman, brother
– but she’s certainly not the daring type. Are you, Miss Hamilton? Maybe
we frighten you – or at the least, make you feel uncomfortable. Maybe you do know how good it can be, but
rather forsake your secret desires just so you can walk off back into to your
prim little shadow. So let’s up the stakes, shall we? Once the five minutes is
up and you definitely choose not to continue, then you’ll get a hundred
thousand dollars for proving us wrong.”
    Bea swallowed. Why did he always have to bring up money? But for some
reason, his “wager” interested her. “Wait up; you’re going to pay me a hundred
grand if I finally decide I don’t want to spend the night with you?”
    “In fact, I’ll double it,” Ryan said smoothly, watching her stunned face
with a small smile. “That’s right, Bea. We’re that sure of ourselves. Because
we know you won’t be saying no after the five minutes. But I give you my word: if
you do choose to leave, then we’ll let you go – and you’ll be two hundred
grand richer.”
    “I don’t know what it is about you billionaires,” Bea bit out, inwardly
wanting to kick herself for sounding like she met them
everyday – which she didn’t of course. “You always think your money
solves everything.”
    “If you don’t like the idea of keeping the money, you can always spend
it on your favorite charity, or