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JIX
I opened the door for Julia and motioned her to walk inside my office, first. She smiles at me as she removes her eyeglasses and dangles it over the hole of her blouse. Her cleavage comes out for a show.
I can see that different spark in his eyes when she stared at me. Is she flirting—again? She was one of those women I’ve bedded and if she wants a repetition of that, no. I said I don’t repeat woman. My first marriage was a damn failure, so I don’t want to see the same woman lying on my bed, naked.
“So—what is this all about, Juls?” I shrug and walk toward the window. I peek through the curtain to check Nikka. I can’t help but smile remembering her damn jealous face a while ago.
She likes me, too. There’s no way she can deny it. If she does, she’s not doing it well. I watch he
