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First published March 1, 2012
Atakan turned his air drill off. "You want to switch back?"
"No," she said. "I'm curious."
He waited for her to explain.
She grinned slow and wicked. "Do you have this music on a CD at home somewhere?"
"Yes," Atakan said, his eyes narrowing. "Why?"
"You ever put the deserty stuff on when you have a woman over and play sultan and harem girl?"
His mouth dropped open and he appeared speechless. This is a first.
"That's a most indecent thing for a woman to ask a man," he said, at last. "Is your brother not disturbed by your boldness?"
"You don't know Nick," she said, laughing at the suggestion. "So, what's the answer?"
"I will not dignify such an impertinent question with a response."
"I'll take that as a yes." She'd bet there was a fiery blush beneath his tan.
He handed back her iPod. "If I ever see your brother again, I shall speak to him about this," he said sternly as he replaced his artifact in the secured storage cabinet.