“Okay, so I was thinking—” “Whoa.” “Shut up. Let me finish.” A thrum of heat pounds once, right at the base of my spine. I love an authoritative woman. My hands flex and release. “Okay.” She takes a deep breath. “Well. You know I’ve been busy with the tattoo studio. It’s been brought to my attention that I could”—she scratches once at the back of her neck—“relax a little bit.” She stares at me meaningfully. I stare back. If she wants me to infer something from that, she’s going to need to elaborate. “Relaxation is great,” I try. She gets a little line right between her eyebrows. A frown on her
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