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she was serious about him, which she wasn’t, and he wasn’t serious about her either. They were just having fun together for a while, which didn’t warrant a trip to Europe, in her mind. In his, he felt she owed it to him, for reasons that were mystifying to her. As far as she was concerned, Zack was asking for too much, and she hadn’t given in. “Besides, my darling,” she added sensibly, without emotion, “you’re too old for these shows. The models are all kids, some of them are in their teens.”
    “Euro scum,” he said succinctly, and she laughed. In some cases, he wasn’t far off the mark. All she cared about was how well they wore her clothes.
    “I’ll be home in two weeks, thank God. I feel like I’ve been gone a year,” Timmie said, changing the subject.
    “It feels like it to me too,” he said, sounding warmer. He had actually missed her more than he expected to during her trip. And despite all their arguments about it before she left, he was fond of her. She was a nice woman, and treated him well. He recognized that she was very good to him. “Just get your ass home, so we can play and hang out in Malibu.” She knew he enjoyed her house in the Colony, and the weekends they spent there. She enjoyed them too. It was part of the fair exchange they both tacitly agreed to by going out with each other. Her lifestyle, in exchange for his companionship. It worked for both of them, and they had good times together.
    “I’ll be home soon,” she reassured him. “What are you up to this week?”
    “I have a go-see for a modeling job today, and an audition for a commercial tomorrow,” he said, sounding hopeful. He got a fair amount of work, for a man his age.
    “I hope you get it,” she encouraged him. It was one of the things he liked best about her. She was always so up and positive. Whatever happened, she had something cheerful to say about it. She was never a downer.
    “So do I. I need the money,” he said with a yawn. She could easily envision him lying there, in all his boyish beauty. There was no denying that he was gorgeous, even if self-centered. Looks like his were hard to resist. It was part of what had appealed to her from the beginning. It was fun going out with someone that handsome. For a while at least. “Well, don’t have too much fun in Paris. In fact,” he said, with a grin at his end, “I hope you have a lousy time there and miss me. Why should you have fun, if I’m not?” It was hardly gracious of him, but the comment didn’t surprise her.
    “I suppose that’s one way to look at it,” she said practically, only mildly shocked at how blatant he was about his feelings. “I think you’ll get your wish. Starting in about half an hour, I’m going to be working my ass off.” Work was work, even in Paris.
    “Nice ass. I like it,” he said matter-of-factly, missing her.
    “Thank you. Yours is nice too.” And in better shape than hers, although she didn’t say it. There was no need to point that out. Why remind him? He was only seven years younger than she, but spent hours every day toning his body.
    “Well, get yours home soon before I forget what it looks like.” He was in better spirits with her than he’d been in in days, and was obviously beginning to forgive her. He was clearly anxious to see her when she got back, and she was relieved. She had no desire to end the relationship with him yet. Not until after the holidays at least.
    “I’ll send you a snapshot,” she teased. “I’ll have Jade take it after my next meeting.” He laughed at her answer. She had a quick wit, and she was smart, he liked all of that about her. In fact, sometimes he liked her a lot more than he intended. He was just pissed about the trip. But not pissed enough to end the relationship. He had opted to pout instead. He was hoping she’d take him on the next one.
    “Bring me back something from Paris,” he said bluntly, almost like a child to a parent.
    “Like what?” she