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squirm,” Cameron said. “It’s only fair.”
    She’d squirm all right, Ian thought, but not the way they meant.
    â€œAmen,” George added. “God knows she loves to dish out the barbs, and I’ve got the holes in my hide to prove it. It’ll do her good to get knocked off her high horse.”
    Ian had no intention of bringing Erica down, but he did expect to get all that energy and attitude normally used for sarcasm funneled into a new direction. When he thought of Erica concentrating fully on him, his muscles clenched in anticipation.
    â€œJust don’t hurt her,” George tacked on. “I mean that. She rubs me the wrong way sometimes, but deep down I like her.”
    Ian eyed him. “Deep down, huh?”
    â€œSame here,” Cameron added. “Erica can be a little hard-edged, but she has a good heart.”
    â€œWhen I’m done,” Ian promised with a smile, “she’ll be thanking you both.”
    Neither of them appeared convinced, given the way they rolled their eyes and snickered. But they did finally leave his office, giving Ian the opportunity to plan. He tilted back in his chair and propped his booted feet on the desk. He was semi-hard and had been since first walking into Erica’s office. She’d looked downright edible in her miniskirt, her glossy black hair loose, that taunting smile. And those slanted green eyes. . . His hands curled tight. Damn, he could just imagine how sexy she’d look in the middle of a screaming climax.
    He closed his eyes and concentrated on breathing.
    Afterward, he thought, once Erica was softened up and more relaxed with the release of sexual tension, they’d talk. Her guards would be down and she’d be open to him, emotionally vulnerable. The image of Erica curled beside him, all womanly warm, was almost more satisfying than the idea of taking her sexually.
    It was definitely as big a turn-on.
    He’d never get rid of his boner thinking like that. To distract himself, Ian pulled out a pen and paper and started jotting down notes. He’d need to make a few purchases at Wild Honey and he wanted things that would give the most impact, items that would rock her feminist foundation.
    He put body oil at the top of the list, and worked his way down from that—and all the while, he smiled in anticipation.

Chapter Two
    Erica was in the lounge waiting when Becky and Asia finally strolled in. They took one look at her and balked. Becky even tried to turn around to sneak back out but Asia snagged her arm and dragged her to the table.
    â€œMy, my, my,” Erica quipped. She hadn’t been able to locate George, so Becky and Asia would become the recipients of her discontent. “Don’t you two look apprehensive. Now why would that be, I wonder?”
    Asia plopped down into her seat and even rolled her eyes. “Knock it off, Erica. You’re terrorizing Becky with all that nasty sarcasm.”
    Wide-eyed Becky showed a lot more caution in seating herself. “Are you mad?”
    Erica shot her a look. “Now Becky, why would I be mad? Just because your honey manipulated things a bit for me?”
    Becky nodded, making her dark blond curls bounce. “George told me that he was trying to help you out by telling someone about the plan, but—”
    â€œDo you know who he spoke to?” Though Erica asked the question casually, curiosity burned inside her. Who besides Becky, Asia, Cameron, and George knew about her risqué plans?
    According to Ian, all of Cuther. Erica bit back a groan at that possibility.
    â€œHe didn’t say,” Becky ventured carefully. “And I didn’t think to ask, not after he told me that Ian Conrad had overheard it all and that now you and Ian are . . . well. . . .”
    Suddenly Asia leaned forward. “George and Cameron said you’re going to play sex slave with Ian.”
    There was a priceless look of scandalized