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shoes!” Mick fired back.   “Nobody questions my integrity.   For them to think I would be a part of
something like that, the kidnapping of Sal’s child, should be
unforgivable.”   Then Mick exhaled.   “And if they weren’t my family, it would be.”
    Roz was
sorry to hear it.   Mick had only just
recently rediscovered the Gabrini side of his family.   She would hate for him to lose them
again.   They truly loved him.   But one thing she knew about her husband: he
didn’t make a move until he, and he alone, was ready to make that move.
    “Back to
you,” Mick said.   “Tell me why your day
has been so lousy?”
    Roz let out
a sigh of frustration.   “Where do I
begin?” she asked.   “One of my clients
was promised a juicy role, the best of her career, but it didn’t materialize.   And I’m the one who has to tell her the big
break she thought she was going to have is not going to happen.   I’m the one who has to tell her that her
dream is not going to come true.   At
least not right now.   Then, not one, but
three contracts came back with clauses I can’t let my clients support, which
means they won’t be getting those gigs after all.   Which means they may have to find alternative
means to support themselves.   It’s just a
headache, man.”
    But Mick
knew there was more.   He continued to
stare at her.
    And then, as
she stood behind her desk, she got to the more.   She got to the meat of the matter.   “And then,” she continued, “I saw somebody I would have rather not
seen.”
    Mick placed
his hands in his pants pocket beneath his buttoned suit coat and began walking
toward her desk.   For some reason, stone
cold killers didn’t scare him the way losing Roz to somebody else did.   “Who did you see?” he asked.   A
former lover? he wanted to ask.
    “A former
student,” she said before he had a chance.   “He was a student when I owned that actor’s studio in New York.”
    When Mick
first met Roz, she taught acting to old and young alike, and was a struggling
actress herself.   But Mick still didn’t
get the nexus.   “Why seeing a former
student caused you to have a bad day?” he asked her.
    “Let’s just
say it didn’t end well,” Roz said.   “He
didn’t think I was a very good teacher, he didn’t think I taught him a thing,
and he didn’t like it.   It was just a
mess.”
    Mick
continued to stare at Roz.   He knew that
couldn’t be all.   Or was Cathleen, as usual,
exaggerating?   “Cat said she saw you
fleeing Akon’s as if you’d seen a ghost.”
    Roz shook
her head.   “Really?   No!   I
mean, I left, yeah, because I didn’t want to get into any confrontation with
some disgruntled former student, but I wouldn’t describe my exit the way she
did.   I didn’t even see her at that
restaurant. I didn’t know she was even there.”
    Mick could
see the strain on Roz’s pretty face, as if all she needed right now was to see
a student she disliked, and to know that Cathleen Thomas witnessed her
displeasure.   He began moving behind her
desk.   “You looked stressed,” he said.
    “I’m okay,
truly,” Roz said, sitting down behind her desk.   “I just need to slow my behind down,” she added.   “That’s all I need.”
    “I know what
you need,” Mick said as he walked toward her.
    Roz looked
at him.   She knew that look on his
gorgeous face.   “Do you now?” she asked.
    “I do,” he
said, staring deep into her eyes.   He now
stood between the desk and her chair.
    “And what’s
that?” she asked.
    Mick knelt
his big body down, lifted her skirt up to her waist, removed her panties
completely, and opened her up.   “This,”
was all he said, as he gave her pussy one long lick that caused Roz to shiver.
    “Oh,” she
said in a voice that was suddenly breathless.   “But do you have time for this?”   She certainly hoped he did!
    “I’m late
for a meeting,” he said, and then licked her again, “but fuck the
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