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telling Brett before lunch to clear my schedule for the rest of the day. I have lots of preparations to complete before my departure tomorrow.”
    For some strange reason, at that announcement, my attention turned to the table. Shayna’s eyes shot nervously over to Dawn as she sat up in her chair.
    “Uhhhhh…ummmm, yeah!” Shayna fumbled over her words as she looked over to Dawn for guidance. She was stalling for her girlfriend, demonstrating that she knew her friend was after Azmir.
    It was now known that Azmir was contemplating leaving soon. So, I shifted in my stance again, causing my blazer to open, exposing my spandex clad figure in the cat-suit.
    I could play dirty with the best of them. For Azmir .
    I saw Brett turn beet red and Azmir’s smile descended from eyes down to his beautifully sculptured, luscious lips. My libido had just returned.
    “Okay, we have the dates and a preliminary agenda. Brett will be sure to do the follow-up. We’ll be in touch, ladies. This looks great,” Azmir instructed at an even pace, clearly preoccupied, as he pulled his jacket off the back of his chair, draping it over his arm before standing.
    He rose from his chair that way and shook hands with everyone before rounding the table. It appeared rather odd. What was even more overt was how Dawn expected a different type of parting expression from him. Her face fell into a disappointed puckered brow.
    He kept her at arm’s length as he traveled over to me and muttered, “I’ll just grab my things from upstairs and meet you in the car or you can come with me.”
    Before I could answer, I heard Dawn call out, “Mr. Jacobs, a word, if you don’t mind.”
    A word? For what?
    I could have decked her. I gave Azmir a slight nod, excusing him, though I genuinely wasn’t feeling that diplomatic. He walked back over to her and I noticed the cat that ate the canary smirk that she bore as he approached her. She had twenty seconds of my patience or we were going to have scene in the middle of Azmir’s cafeteria. I couldn’t hear what she said, but I could tell that Azmir wasn’t as involved in the exchange as she was and that she was trying to buy time.
    I did hear him say, “I’ll go over the proposal and give you my deliberations as soon as I can.” on a chuckle. She was flirting with him, but he wasn’t prepared to reciprocate. My fists clenched at my sides. Some women have no dignity!   
    With that, he started back over to me and placed his free hand on the small of my back, warming me as we walked out of the cafeteria. I couldn’t address Dawn’s childish attempts at his attention, I wasn’t prepared to play the role of the jealous girlfriend without actually being the girlfriend .
    “Are you okay? Why did you rise so slowly from the table…and since when don’t you wear your suit jacket after rising from the table?” After dispersing my words I recognized them as the typical nagging girlfriend’s jargon. Ugh!
    Without skipping a beat, he lowered his mouth to my ear and whispered, “Since you walked into my place of business wearing that and causing this .” He partially removed his suit jacket from his abdomen to reveal his massive erection through his pants. I gasped and tripped on the way out of the door. Azmir politely caught me with his free arm, helping me regain my balance, nearly seamlessly. I studied his impassive profile while trying to keep up with his stride. “Don’t worry. If you go to the car and give me a minute out of your presence, it’ll go away. I’ll meet you in the parking lot.”
    En route to the apartment my stomach was still uneasy, but likely because it was time for me to eat. On our way back, Azmir picked up an order of rice from one of my favorite authentic Mexican restaurants. I loved the way they seasoned even plain white rice.
    We were sitting at the dining room table and Azmir was feeding me from the container. He raised the spoon to serve me more rice when I shook my