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“Something wrong?” Tessa turned wide eyes and an even wider smile on him.
“Yes, Miss Miller. I’m not sure you—”
“Oh, am I making you uncomfortable?” She let him go. “I’m sorry. I’m being pushy, aren’t I? I’m just so excited you showed up, but I assure you there is no need to worry.”
“Worry?”
“I promise we’ll treat you with the utmost respect. I wouldn’t let anybody do anything to you that you are uncomfortable with. To tell the truth, I’m a little nervous myself. I’ve never done anything like this.”
She imparted that last bit in a whisper as she leaned close. Ty got a strong whiff of her lavender-scented hair and for a moment lost his train of thought. Damn, but the woman was confusing him. Not just what she was saying and doing, but his response to her was all wrong.
“We’re not going to gangbang you or anything.” She patted his arm in reassurance. “You’re quite safe.”
“Yeah, Ty.” Chase snickered. “They’re not going to gangbang us, so relax.”
Ty shot Chase a hard look, annoyed with him for enjoying this so much. He was annoyed with himself, too, for not being able to get the image of being gangbanged by a group of women led by Tessa Miller out of his mind. The idea made his cock throb with approval.
“We’re not expecting anything from you right now. Linda just wanted to check you out before we went over the details of your job,” Tessa continued, completely unaware of his distraction.
“Our job?”
“Well, not both of you.” Tessa looked between the two men. “That’s a little more kinky than I think we’re willing to go, but we’ll let Linda make the choice.”
“Kinky?” Chase grinned. “So, how kinky are you willing to go, sweetheart?”
“Didn’t they explain everything to you at the agency?”
“Apparently not.”
Chase wondered what this agency was. The idea of a stripper came to mind. Perhaps she was hiring talent for a bachelorette party.
“Well, I’ll explain it all, but first let’s let Linda get a look at you. She’ll know better if you’re her husband’s type.”
Her husband’s type?
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