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agreement?”
    Bonita trapped a yawn in her throat. The three-hour time difference was catching up with her. She could barely keep her eyes open. What was the harm? She’d agree to the awards ceremony and talk Kat out of everything else when she had more energy. “Yes, Kat.”
    “Good.” Kat gave her a lingering kiss on the lips. “You’ll need a dress. A hot dress. I’m wearing red, naturally. You need something white, but not boring. Sequins, spangles, hmm. Lace? No, too Gaga. We’re going for Gwyneth Paltrow plays a guest appearance on Mistresses . Angelic and charming, but slutty. It’ll be great publicity for Proprietors. My character was a lesbian—quite a stretch for me, as you can imagine.”
    Bonita groaned, and Kat laughed. “Somebody is going to check out your background, Beauty. You ready for that?”
    Bonita nodded faintly. “How do you think that will go?”
    “Come Again isn’t going to make you look like an angel, but we’ll think of something. Is Johnny going to keep your secrets if somebody finds him?”
    “I think so.” She had nothing to hide, but she didn’t want to reflect badly on Kat. “How did you get him to talk?”
    “How do you think?”
    “You did not .”
    “You bet I did. His girlfriend, too. How else was I going to learn to top? They were very thorough.”
    Bonita blinked, catapulted into arousal by the idea of Destiny and Johnny giving BDSM lessons to Kat. “I wish I could have been a fly on the wall that night.”
    “More like that week. Now do you regret leaving town last summer?”
    Bonita changed the subject. “How much is this good-girl dress for the awards ceremony going to cost me?”
    She felt Kat shake her head. “My treat. You aren’t paying for a thing. While you’re with me, I’m taking care of you.”
    Bonita stiffened. “I’m a submissive, not a doormat. I don’t need you to buy me a dress. Come Again does very well, you know.”
    “Yes, dear, but I’m still buying the dress. Speaking of Come Again, who’s taking care of the shop?”
    “Crystal and her boyfriend.” She yawned again, this time for real.
    “You poor thing.” Kat pulled Bonita to her feet. “Bedtime.”
    “Narnia?” Bonita said sleepily against Kat’s mouth.
    “No, darling. Come to my bed. I’ll lock the door.”
    Bonita was too tired to protest. She took the hand that Kat held out to her and followed her out of the room.
    To bed. With Kat. Oh, God.

Chapter Three
    Fucking Kat.
    Herb woke up the next morning in the middle of the same thought that had kept him awake last night. He scrubbed his fist across his scalp. That picture had already gone viral on the Internet. It would be picked up by all the major magazines and splashed across every checkout line and kiosk by tomorrow night at the latest. He was sure of that.
    He’d worked his ass off to make Kat a star. She’d still be serving drinks in that second-rate titty bar if he hadn’t found her. Even too much makeup and the worst haircut Herb had ever seen couldn’t disguise the fact that Kat was a stunner. It wasn’t even her looks, although long hair, long legs and world-class tits would never go out of style.
    Kat had a lawless look in her eye, if you could get your eyes up that high. She didn’t have an inhibited bone in her body. Her face showed more emotion in ten minutes than most people experienced in a week. It was exciting to watch her. Every eye in that seedy bar had been glued to Kat, and Herb could tell it was giving the manager ideas. The customers were supposed to be watching the action on stage, not drooling over a cocktail waitress. A couple more weeks and Kat would have been riding the pole herself. Then, as now, she had ambition, but she needed direction.
    He’d been getting her work for twelve years. First print ads, then commercials, a couple of TV spots, and then they’d hit the big time. A movie. Not a great one. He still thought of it fondly, but Kat denied ever making it and probably would