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willing body and stay there forever.
    Her eyelashes fluttered again, the tiny movements of her body telling him she was waking up. About time too, he 43
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    by Mina Carter
    decided. He'd thought he was going to have to coax her awake again.
    "Good morning sleeping beauty." He leaned in to claim a kiss as soon as her eyes opened, his large hand sliding up her side. He pulled her toward him, covering her with his larger body as he started to make lo—seduce her all over again.

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It had been a long day at the end of a longer week. Zette sighed in relief as she pushed the front door to her apartment closed behind her, shutting the world out. The top floor of what once had been a factory of some sort, it was her sanctuary from the world. It had the light and space she needed when she was working. Great acoustics and a killer view didn't hurt either.
    She trudged through into the living room, dumping her bag on an oversized leather armchair as she hopped from one foot to the other to pull her boots off. A small moan of relief escaped her full lips, her feet virtually crying in relief as they spread out, released from the narrow confines of the boots.
    "Bloody Italian boots, do they all have anorexic feet or something?" she muttered as she kicked them out of sight under the sofa. They could stay there and rot for all she cared. Nothing would persuade her to put them on again ...
    Well, until the next morning when she decided they were just too cute not to wear, forgetting all about the torture they'd put her through today. But tonight, tonight she hated the sight of them.
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    She flopped back into the big cushions that littered the back of the sofa and closed her eyes with a sigh. The boots pinching hadn't been the worst of her problems today, would that they had been. No stranger to tight costumes thanks to the fads wardrobe went through, she could have coped with that. No, it had all started to go belly up this morning after an argument with JJ and just gone downhill from there.
    The argument had been such a juvenile one. JJ wanted her to accompany him to some business shindig tonight and she hadn't wanted to. After a tough week writing and trying to organise everything for the concert all she'd wanted to do was curl up and be a hermit this weekend. Stay in bed and call out for pizza instead of cooking. He'd got stroppy and demanding, which had only meant she'd dug her heels in more. Which in turn had lead to heated words and Zette storming out, loudly stating he might have bought her body but she'd be damned if he owned her. To which he'd just yelled that until the concert was done he did, and she'd best be there.
    Of course, that was the worst thing to say to Zette. In retaliation she hadn't left the studio until half seven. Half an hour after the function had started.
    "Gah!" She grabbed the nearest cushion and buried her head under it. JJ was going to be pissed as hell. She knew that without asking, knew she was playing with fire by refusing to go tonight. But she was just too tired to even contemplate it. Hour after hour of being nice, smiling until her cheeks ached. It was her idea of hell. She shuddered and threw the pillow aside, watching it bounce off the sofa and onto the wooden floor.
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    by Mina Carter
    No, what she needed now was a nice long bath and an early night. The past three weeks had been a whirlwind. She felt as though her feet had barely touched the floor. Far from wanting a one night stand as she'd thought, JJ had treated her like a real ... girlfriend, if you could call her that. Wasn't she a bit old for that term now? She shrugged to herself.
    Whatever the correct terminology was, JJ had infiltrated every part of her life: picking her up from the studio, dropping into her offices for impromptu lunches, taking her home each evening for nights of passion that left her wanting more. He was a forceful whirlwind of a man who always seemed to be on the move.