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necessary with her fingers. His breath caught, but he didn’t ask her to stop.
“I respect my body plenty,” she said, a hint of bitterness coloring her tone.
“I’m always safe.”
    “Not for nothing, but blow jobs aren’t safe sex, Lily.”
     “Have you gotten a blow job from me?”
     “No, but you offered that first night.”
    She grunted. “I was goading you, fool. I knew you weren’t going to
settle for a blow job, and if you had tried, I would have convinced you
otherwise.”
    “That I believe.”
    In the silence that followed, it struck her again how unusual this
whole situation was. Her clients tended to talk down to her. Baby,
sweetie, sugar. They cooed at her or commanded her, but they never spoke
to her the way Trey always had.
    He spoke to her as an equal, as though she was capable of
intelligent discourse with an Ivy League grad student.
    “For the record, kid, if you told me you were clean, I would
believe you.” She tried to come off as casual, but there was eagerness to her
tone. Not so much that she was dying to have her lips around his cock, but
maybe she wanted to show she appreciated that he treated her like a fellow
human being.
    “Well, I am clean.” He sat up straight, maneuvering around until
he was cross-legged in front of her. He held his out his hands, and she let him
pull her into his lap. He snaked his hands between them, his hands wandering,
touching, caressing as he began to speak. “Why do you always call me kid,
anyway?”
    Lilith was somewhat distracted, trying to remember to react to his
touch. Tiny moans. He liked those little mewling noises.
    Why did she call him kid, she wondered? And when had that started?
She was all about blowing sunshine and rainbows up her clients’ asses; that was
good business no matter what industry she worked in. It was in her best
interest to make them feel like God’s gift to the universe so they would keep
coming back to have their egos stroked again, among other things.
    He lowered his head, nipping at her shoulder. “I bet—” lick,
kiss “—you’re younger than me.”
    “Um.” There was a haze over her thoughts that Lilith was not at all used to. Her body
felt so warm. She blew out a breath, trying to think straight. “Age is just a
number, baby. Besides, ‘it’s not the years. It’s the mileage.’”
    His snort was hot against her skin. “Indiana Jones,” he mumbled.
    “Wise words are wise no matter whose mouth they came from.”
    They moved together into the lotus position. She reached back,
groping around the nightstand until she found the condoms, and helped him slide
one on. It was more habit than anything. As they’d just discussed, she trusted
he was clean, and she was on the pill.
    “Is your name really Medusa Damon?” he asked as they began to move
together.
    “Yes.”
    “Do you really have a brother?”
    “No.” This was also a lie. She did have a brother.
    But she didn’t want to talk about him—not even to Trey.

Chapter 5
     
    Lilith breezed into the club in a good mood. She had a couple of
detours to make before she headed for the dressing room.
    First, Ethan. She wrapped her arms around his waist in a tight
hug, using her closeness to slip a little something in his back pocket. When he
pulled away, his hands went to his ass, and he found the movie tickets she’d
put there.
    He grinned. “Good month, huh?”
    She always got him a little something, a tip of sorts, when she’d
had a good month. After all, not only did he not make tips, but he had to watch
all sorts of pretty he couldn’t have wander right past his nose. “Date night on
me,” she said, handing him another gift card, this one for a nice restaurant
near the theater.
    His eyebrows arched. “Wow. Very good month,
then.”
    Rising up on her tiptoes, she kissed his cheek. “Okay. I have to
see Smith. See you out there.”
    She meandered into her boss’s small office space, tossing an
envelope on his desk. Smith looked up,