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clothing atop the stroller. “Let me buy Baby Nico’s new hat.”

CHAPTER Four
    M ia brushed her hair, then pulled on her Classy ’n’ Sassy hoodie. It was an easy way for the guys to spot her, so she stuck with it. But this time she was meeting her interviewee at a coffee shop. The place was small. He should be able to find her just fine, especially since it wouldn’t be as dim as the bar had been.
    Mia arrived a few minutes before eight and ordered a vanilla chai latte. She’d never been one for coffee. Could never get used to the taste. But she’d take a sugary tea any day.
    She found a small table and sat, her body filling with jitters like it had for the interview with Ryan. Shouldn’t the second guy be easier? She didn’t think she had the courage to do this again.
    Maybe she could skip the rest of the guys. Bryn would never know. Mia could pretend to have sex with them and make up faux reports. Ryan had been so great. She could leave and end it now. Choose Ryan. No need to have sex with four more strangers.
    “Mia, right?”
    Shit! There went that plan. She forced herself to turn and found a spray-tanned face with a head of blond hair, kind of a surfer look, but not authentic. His brown, tightly fitting T-shirt read The Man, with an arrow pointing up, and The Legend, with an arrow pointing down.
    He looked a bit shaggier than his head shots. Oranger. She pictured a scene from Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory . But for some odd reason, his silly appearance wiped away the anxiety she’d had. Okay. Maybe she could do this.
    “You must be Logan.” She reached her hand out for him to shake.
    “I’m really excited for this.”
    “Yeah. What guy wouldn’t love sex as part of a job interview process?” She laughed.
    “It’s not that at all. I really want to be your model. I’ve got this reality show thing I’m working on. Already pitched it to a few different people. It would be really awesome if I got the job and it was a focus of the show. The trials and tribulations of a male model. I already have a name for the show: Hunk TV . What do ya think?”
    A reality show? Seriously? Did Mia want the shop to be part of a reality show? Well, actually, it might be a good thing. Free advertising. “Sounds cool. You seem really outgoing, like you’d be good on TV and as a spokesperson. You’d be a natural at in-store meet and greets.”
    “Oh yeah. I live for that shit. I love people fawning over my body. And chicks taking home a replica of my dick? That would be awesome.”
    Wow. Such a difference from Ryan the night before. This guy was totally into it. He got an A-plus for enthusiasm. And for arrogance. But that had to be somewhat good, right?
    “Okay, so we can get going then, unless you want a coffee or something.”
    “Oh, no. I just downed an energy drink. Wanted to make sure I’m at my best for you. I’m good to go.”
    Logan followed her out of the shop and hopped onto his moped. He followed Mia and five minutes later they were at her place. She led him in, feeling none of the nerves she’d had the last time. This was a simple interview. All business. This is how it should have been with Ryan. But then he’d touched her and the business part of her brain had melted.
    “Bedroom’s this way,” she said and yanked her sweatshirt over her head. He was bare-chested before they made it to the room.
    “Just tell me what you need me to do.”
    “Get naked and lay down.”
    “Awesome.”
    He did as he was told and Mia evaluated his body. Nice eyes and nose: check. Muscular arms: check, even though he had a few tattoos. That was okay though. A lot of women were into that. Six-pack abs: check. Rock-hard penis: not check.
    “Is something wrong?” she asked.
    “Nope.” He flashed a pearly white grin.
    “Uh, well. I can’t really test you out if you’re not . . . erect.”
    He looked down and laughed. “Sorry.” Grabbing for it, he closed his eyes and started jerking.
    “Oh, my.” Mia