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had not eaten lunch. That’s why she felt so faint before. Damn.
    “Is something wrong, Mikayla? If you don’t like catfish, Mrs. Spencer can whip up something else I’m sure,” Michael stated.
    “I can make something else for you.” Mrs. Spencer walked back into the dining area carrying a basket of bread. Mikayla could see the steam coming off of it.
    “Oh, no, I love catfish. I was just remembering that I hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast. It has been a crazy day.”
    Mikayla noticed that Mrs. Spencer immediately left the room, and now all four men were staring at her with hard expressions.
    “No wonder you felt faint. Mikayla, you shouldn’t skip meals,” Antoine stated firmly, and she wondered what was up with their attitude. She had skipped meals plenty of times with her busy schedule. And with hips and ass as big as hers, she could stand to lose a few pounds.
    “Uhm, I forget sometimes if I’m real busy. It’s not a big deal,” she stated to their stern expressions, being sure to avoid eye contact. They were making her feel weird.
    She took a sip of wine, and Antoine took her hand and brought it to his chest.
    “You don’t think you’re fat, do you?”
    “What?” She tried to pull her hand away.
    She was just hard on herself because she sat a lot to work on the computer and couldn’t get to the gym or anything for weeks at a time. This was getting strange. How could they ask such personal questions?
    “Because, sugar, you’ve got the perfect body. We don’t like our women skinny and bony. We like to hold them and feel our woman in our arms. Especially like a nice round ass to hold on to when we’re making love,” Douglas said as he held her gaze and then took a sip of his wine. She watched him lick his lip afterward and, golly geez, did she just wet her panties?
    Her temperature was rising very quickly around these men. They were discussing sex, and she was trying to stay unaffected right now. Was this really a first date, and technically wasn’t there a rule against sex on the first date? Fuck! No, no fucking. Clear your head, woman, these men are pros.
    “Well, first of all, Douglas, I don’t fall into the category as any of your women. This is a first date, and as far as my eating habits, they’re none of your business. I’m a busy woman with a career. Sometimes food has to wait.” She heard her voice shaking, and damn, by the look of annoyance on Douglas’s face, she was going to regret responding the way she did.
    Michael touched her cheek so that she would turn toward him. She saw the intensity in his eyes that matched Douglas’s.
    “Sugar, that’s where you’re all wrong. You are our woman. At least we are hoping that you’ll say yes when we explain our intentions over dessert.”
    She couldn’t help but take a very shaky breath. Were they for real? Was this really going to happen?
    “Supper!” Mrs. Spencer exclaimed as she began to place platters of the food onto the table.
    “Do you need any help?” Mikayla asked, and she heard the men drop their forks and stare at her.
    “Oh no, dear, this is my job. You enjoy yourselves and leave the dishes when you’re done.”
    “Thank you,” Mikayla stated, and the men followed suit, thanking Mrs. Spencer before she left the room.
    Now how the hell was she supposed to eat? As she looked up, she saw Douglas staring at her, and then he nodded his head toward her plate.
    “I’m a big girl, Douglas, you don’t need to give me that look.”
    “I’m not giving you a look sugar, I’m just imagining having you for dessert.”
    She was shocked, and damn, it turned her on, too. She felt her cheeks set on fire and her hand shake while she took her first bite of food. Thank the lord that Mrs. Spencer was a great cook. Mikayla focused on that and cleared her entire plate.
    “More wine?” Michael offered then poured her another glass. She was on her second and needed to slow down so she could keep up with these guys.
    She was