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he had to agree, knowing it wasn’t him that made it so great, but the two of them together…and possibly the handcuffs.
Looking a little hesitant, she asked, “Have you ever? You know, done that before?”
He shook his head. “No. I never thought I was into that kind of stuff. But it was really hot, wasn’t it?”
“Yeah, it was. Does that make us perverts?”
“No.” He cringed. “But I don’t think I’ll be telling the pastor about it.”
“Yeah, good idea. Even if I have seen him in only a towel.” She laughed.
For the first time, he noticed her wrists had been rubbed red from the cuffs. He brushed one fingertip over the marks. “You sure you’re all right?”
“I’m fine. I swear. But next time, it’s your turn.” Christy wore a devilish look and ran her hand down his chest, all the way to his groin. He opened his eyes wide.
“I don’t know about that.” That was all he needed, to have someone hear he’d been cuffed to a bed with his own handcuffs. And God forbid they lost the key. He’d have her hacksaw him free before he’d get the other set of keys from the sheriff.
Christy’s eyes hooded with suggestion. “We’ll see.”
Visions of what her sexy mouth and soft hands could do to him while he was helpless filled his head and his resolve crumbled. He cupped her face and smiled, knowing he probably would give in to her. “We’ll see.”
Chapter Eight
Feeling nostalgic, Christy glanced around the room she had called home for the past eight weeks. It wasn’t so much that she would miss the room itself, with its lukewarm water and out-of-date décor. But the memories she’d made while staying here for the last two months would stay with her for the rest of her life.
Mandy knocked on the frame of the open door. “Time to go.”
Christy smiled at the boss she had once hated and surprised herself by tearing up.
“Don’t you start or I will too.” Mandy smiled back as her own eyes welled with unshed tears. She sniffed and laughed.
Christy nodded and then laughed as the tears fell freely anyway. “I’m going to miss you.”
Mandy stepped forward and pulled her into a hug. “I’ll miss you too. Are you sure?”
“Quite sure.”
“Can’t blame me for trying to keep you with me.” Mandy shrugged. “You know, you’re not only one of the best associate producers I’ve ever worked with, you’re also my friend.”
That sentence twisted the knot already lodged firmly in Christy’s belly and her resolve wavered briefly. “Thank you. That means a lot to me.”
Mandy released her and wiped at her eyes. “Can’t let Jared see me crying. He’ll think it’s over him and won’t let me go.”
“And it’s not over him?”
Mandy hesitated a beat. “I’m going to tell you something, as a friend, not as your boss, and you have to keep it totally quiet.”
“Okay.”
“I’m going back to L.A. and I’m going to make sure this is the highest-rated damned reality series on the air and then I’m quitting.”
Christy gasped. “No.”
Mandy nodded and continued. “I’ve got a call into a head hunter who deals with the entire south-eastern US. She’s sure she can find me a job on my own terms, and at least then Jared and I will be on the same side of country.”
“Does he know?”
“Yeah. Of course, he’d be happiest with me moved to the farm and baking pies with Lois, but I’m not sure I’m quite ready for that yet. I don’t know. We’ll see. Although, if he keeps trying to convince me in the creative ways he’s been coming up with lately, I might just change my mind. And if I have an Emmy award to stand on that big old mantle in the Gordon living room, I might really change my mind.” Mandy smiled.
Christy grabbed Mandy’s hands and squeezed them. Her now former boss was right. Over the last two months, they had actually become friends. “Well, whether you’re in the Gordon house baking pies or not, I’ll be glad when we’re on the same side of
Looking a little hesitant, she asked, “Have you ever? You know, done that before?”
He shook his head. “No. I never thought I was into that kind of stuff. But it was really hot, wasn’t it?”
“Yeah, it was. Does that make us perverts?”
“No.” He cringed. “But I don’t think I’ll be telling the pastor about it.”
“Yeah, good idea. Even if I have seen him in only a towel.” She laughed.
For the first time, he noticed her wrists had been rubbed red from the cuffs. He brushed one fingertip over the marks. “You sure you’re all right?”
“I’m fine. I swear. But next time, it’s your turn.” Christy wore a devilish look and ran her hand down his chest, all the way to his groin. He opened his eyes wide.
“I don’t know about that.” That was all he needed, to have someone hear he’d been cuffed to a bed with his own handcuffs. And God forbid they lost the key. He’d have her hacksaw him free before he’d get the other set of keys from the sheriff.
Christy’s eyes hooded with suggestion. “We’ll see.”
Visions of what her sexy mouth and soft hands could do to him while he was helpless filled his head and his resolve crumbled. He cupped her face and smiled, knowing he probably would give in to her. “We’ll see.”
Chapter Eight
Feeling nostalgic, Christy glanced around the room she had called home for the past eight weeks. It wasn’t so much that she would miss the room itself, with its lukewarm water and out-of-date décor. But the memories she’d made while staying here for the last two months would stay with her for the rest of her life.
Mandy knocked on the frame of the open door. “Time to go.”
Christy smiled at the boss she had once hated and surprised herself by tearing up.
“Don’t you start or I will too.” Mandy smiled back as her own eyes welled with unshed tears. She sniffed and laughed.
Christy nodded and then laughed as the tears fell freely anyway. “I’m going to miss you.”
Mandy stepped forward and pulled her into a hug. “I’ll miss you too. Are you sure?”
“Quite sure.”
“Can’t blame me for trying to keep you with me.” Mandy shrugged. “You know, you’re not only one of the best associate producers I’ve ever worked with, you’re also my friend.”
That sentence twisted the knot already lodged firmly in Christy’s belly and her resolve wavered briefly. “Thank you. That means a lot to me.”
Mandy released her and wiped at her eyes. “Can’t let Jared see me crying. He’ll think it’s over him and won’t let me go.”
“And it’s not over him?”
Mandy hesitated a beat. “I’m going to tell you something, as a friend, not as your boss, and you have to keep it totally quiet.”
“Okay.”
“I’m going back to L.A. and I’m going to make sure this is the highest-rated damned reality series on the air and then I’m quitting.”
Christy gasped. “No.”
Mandy nodded and continued. “I’ve got a call into a head hunter who deals with the entire south-eastern US. She’s sure she can find me a job on my own terms, and at least then Jared and I will be on the same side of country.”
“Does he know?”
“Yeah. Of course, he’d be happiest with me moved to the farm and baking pies with Lois, but I’m not sure I’m quite ready for that yet. I don’t know. We’ll see. Although, if he keeps trying to convince me in the creative ways he’s been coming up with lately, I might just change my mind. And if I have an Emmy award to stand on that big old mantle in the Gordon living room, I might really change my mind.” Mandy smiled.
Christy grabbed Mandy’s hands and squeezed them. Her now former boss was right. Over the last two months, they had actually become friends. “Well, whether you’re in the Gordon house baking pies or not, I’ll be glad when we’re on the same side of
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