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“You shouldn’t be doing this...”

Kennedy grinned in response and flicked the button on her shorts open. The sound of her zipper, metal grinding against metal, was loud in Asher’s ears.

“Nope. You can’t touch.”

“What?” he asked in disbelief. The woman was giving him a striptease and expected him to keep his hands to himself?

She was crazy. Or wickedly, wickedly devious.

Or both.

“You get through the rest of these interview questions without hesitating and then you can have your reward.”

How was he supposed to resist with her standing in front of him in nothing but red lace panties and a matching bra?

He was human. He’d been fighting his desire for too long. He couldn’t fight anymore.

“Then you better hurry with those questions before I say to hell with it and give you exactly what you’re asking for...”