and no, we’ve never been asked to pay up.” He wrapped a strand of her hair around his finger.
“And do you know why?”
She shook her head.
“Because,” he said, moving close enough their noses touched, “we bond. And once we bond—we never tell.” He traced her bottom lip with his tongue. Her lips parted in invitation. “Will you tell us your secrets, Lauren?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
Justice smiled then kissed her lightly. “I’m so glad to hear that.
Now, it’s almost time for your meeting with Morgan. Would you like to freshen up a bit first?”
Lauren cleared her throat. “Um, yes. I should.”
Justice could still see the heat of passion in her eyes, which was good. Morgan would instantly be drawn to it. “You can freshen up in there,” he said, pointing toward a door at the back of his office that led to a fully stocked bathroom.
“Thank you.”
“And while you’re freshening up, would you like me to have the partners sign the agreement?”
Lauren looked at the papers still rolled up in her hand then back at him. She’d be a fool not to sign it. Whether they kept her secrets or revealed them, it was a win-win situation for her. True, if her sexual fantasies got out, she’d be embarrassed—but with five million dollars, she could move to any part of the country and start her own law firm.
“Actually, yes. I would.” She tilted her head. “I hope you don’t mind.”
He held out his hand for the document. “Of course not. I’ll have these signed while you freshen up.” She rose from the couch, and he took the document from her. Moving to the desk, he grabbed a pen.
“Here, you go ahead and sign. I’ll sign. Then I’ll send it off for Morgan and Crystal to sign.”
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She smiled slightly, took the pen, and signed. Justice took the pen from her and signed his name.
“There we go,” he said, rolling up the document. “You go on and freshen up. I’ll be back with a signed copy for you before you’re finished.”
“Thank you.” Lauren bent to retrieve her panties from the floor.
Justice stroked one firm globe of her bottom. “Why don’t you just leave those here?” He took the panties from her hand when she straightened. “I’ll have them sent to your room for you.”
“But—my meeting—”
He cut off her words with a kiss. She melted beneath his onslaught. When he came up for air, he caught her gaze with his.
“Your meeting with Morgan won’t require panties. Just remember, we’re bonding this weekend. Sharing our secrets. Getting to really know one another.”
He saw her swallow. “Don’t be afraid,” he assured her. “Morgan is a lot like me. I’m sure you’ll get along famously.”
She gave him a tentative smile. “Okay, but I’m still nervous.”
Justice turned her toward the bathroom. “Don’t be. Remember, we want you to join our little family.”
She flashed a smile over her shoulder at him. “And I want to join.”
He smiled and waved a hand at her to go on into the bathroom.
“Go on, freshen up.”
She nodded and entered the bathroom.
Justice blew out a breath and raked his fingers through his hair.
“One down, two more of us to go,” he said to himself. After the other two bonded with her, though, he was claiming her for his own.
He picked up the phone and called Rodgers. He instructed him on what to do with the paperwork then disconnected the call. Then Justice dialed Morgan’s extension. Best to let him know she was a little nervous.
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And it also wouldn’t hurt to let him know what Lauren’s preferences were, either.
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Lauren straightened her dress, smoothing her hands down the front of her skirt. It felt a bit awkward to be going to a meeting sans panties. But if the situation was everything it seemed to be, it was a fantasy job come to life. How free she would feel if she could live her sexual fantasies never having to fear the content of
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