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“And a pool and solarium. Spare nothing, since it’s that bastard’s money I’m spending.”
    Barbara cleared her throat. “Certainly.”
    “And all high-end appliances,” Noah said. “Viking range, built-in Sub-Zero refrigerator and wine cooler. I’m sure we’ll be able to find you just what you want.”
    Bernice smiled. “I like this guy. Where have you been hiding him, Barbara?”
    Barbara laughed. “Noah is a gem. I’m sure he’ll look out for you.”
    “No question,” he said. “I’m looking forward to working with you, Bernice. Any friend of Barbara’s is a friend of mine. Now if you ladies will excuse me for a minute. I need to call a client about something.” He stood in his khakis and navy sports jacket and smiled at them as he removed his cell phone from his jacket pocket. He leaned down and whispered to Barbara: “I won’t be long. I need to check on another client, OK?”
    Barbara nodded.
    “You be sure to hurry back, baby,” Bernice cooed.
    Barbara rolled her eyes to the ceiling as Noah walked toward the entrance. Bernice removed her compact from her purse and touched up her cocoa-brown nose.
    “Are you sure about the swimming pool?” Barbara asked as she flipped through her notes. “Some people don’t want the trouble of maintaining one.”
    “Who the hell said I would be maintaining it? I’ll hire someone and send the fucking bill to Bernard.”
    “Of course,” Barbara said, glancing down at her notes. “So pool, solarium . . .”
    “Tell me something, Barbara.”
    She looked up at Bernice.
    “Are you screwing him?”
    Barbara frowned, not understanding. Then her eyes grew wide as it dawned on her that Bernice was talking about Noah. She nearly dropped her Montblanc fountain pen. “Goodness no, Bernice. He’s a coworker. And I’m a married woman.”
    “Heh! I don’t think that would stop me. That chocolate hunk is
too
fine. I love locks on a young man. And I think he has the hots for me, too.”
    Barbara blinked. “Bernice, please.”
    “You saw the way he looked at me, didn’t you?”
    Barbara was tempted to slap some sense into the silly woman. “Noah is like that with everyone. He’s very charming and he knows how to make you feel special. That’s why he’s such a good agent. He’s a schoolteacher and only sells real estate in the evenings and on weekends during the school year, yet he’s still one of our top agents. If he worked at it full-time he would be unbeatable.”
    “Listen to you, girl, gushing about him.”
    Barbara felt her cheeks go hot with embarrassment. “I’m only . . .”
    Bernice held her hand up to silence Barbara. “You don’t have to explain to me, sister. He’s so cute, I don’t blame you. Don’t worry, he’s young enough to handle the both of us.”
    Barbara bit her bottom lip. The things one had to put up with to keep a client. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about, Bernice. There’s nothing going on between us. I would never do something like that to Bradford.”
    “How very honorable of you, Barbara. I have to admit that Bradford is quite the catch. He must be near sixty but he’s still looking good. And rich and successful to boot. I bet you have to beat the women off him. Bernard is like that or at least he thinks he is.”
    Now Bernice had gone too far. Barbara had limits when it came to discussing her personal relationship with Bradford, especially with nosy women she barely knew.
    Mercifully, Noah reappeared, and again Bernice practically forgot that Barbara was even sitting there as she flirted shamelessly with him. Bernice turned her legs from under the table, faced him, and hiked up her skirt. At the rate she was going, Barbara half expected her to give him a lap dance at any moment.
    Noah just smiled and acted like nothing was out of the ordinary. Why the hell didn’t he tell her to back off? Barbara wondered as she cleared her throat. “Can we get back to discussing the features you want in