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But if not thehed Maybe she should just forget about the other people’s hokey fantasies

Julie returned, a look of apology darkening her pretty features "I’uys I can’t do lunch today That was one of ency overhaul"

"That’s too bad," Faith said with an unhappy griood," Serena rerinned "It’s her own fault She went to another stylist to get her hair done, and now she’s ten sorts of sorry and is crawling back to me"

"Just like you like them," Faith said as she hopped off the table

"You two go on without lare, "I’ll expect a full report later As in nothing left out Don’t ot down off the table to go dress "Trust -ass life would be"

Julie studied her with a speculative stare "Oh, I don’t know, Serena It’s always the boring ones who turn out to have the ain, a rosy blush stained Faith’s face, and Serena and Julie both burst out laughing

"Obviously we haven’t been pressing Faith enough for hers," Serena said dryly

"Make her tell you at lunch," Julie suggested "Then you can call me later with the dirt"

"Oh, she won’t do that," Faith said innocently "Because then I’d have to give you the dirt on her"

"Soive me the scoop on both you deviants," Julie warned "I’ll withhold all services until I get it And you, ruh Faith’s and started to drag her toward the dressing room "We could always find a new salon, you know"

Julie snorted "Sure, if you want to look like a scarecrow"

"She’s arrogant, isn’t she?" Serena said in a loud whisper as they exited the rooing area

Serena veered off into her cubicle to dress, and a few minutes later sheher distraught client As Serena and Faith headed for the door, Julie caught their gaze and rolled her eyes heavenward Serena blew her a kiss

"The usual?" Serena asked as she and Faith walked out to the parking lot

Faith shook her head "If we’re going to have a down and dirty conversation, I don’t want to go to Cattleman’s"

Serena lifted her brow "Why not?"

"Because any one of the guys ht be there," Faith said

"Good point," Serena eous speciularly haunted Cattle Serena wanted was an audience Although if one of them wanted to step up and volunteer to man her fantasies, she wouldn’t complain

"Where to, then?" she asked as they stopped at their cars

"How about ested "It isn’t far, and I can warhed "And there’s plenty of privacy for the juicy conversation you’re going to rinned impishly "Exactly"

Serena followed Faith into her apartht after Faith’s fiancé, Gray Montgos in

"Excuse the mess," Faith said as she stepped around a box on the floor

"Moving?" Serena asked

Faith’s s a house We hope to et married"

"Julie is stillso she can make you look like a million dollars for the occasion," Serena said as she settled onto a stool at the bar in the kitchen

Faithfuss Not after everything that happened" Her smile faltered as pain flitted across her brow "Pop wanted a big wedding too so he could give ether The sooner, the better"

Serena sreat, Faith You deserve to be happy after all you went through"

"Enough aboutcontainers out of the refrigerator "We’re here to talk about you and these deviant fantasies of yours"

Serena groaned "Who the hell says they’re deviant?"

Faith chuckled "The best ones always are So what gives, Serena?" Faith’s expression becaazed at her friend "You haven’t been yourself lately You see"

Serena plunked her elbows on the counter and cupped her jaw in her pal"

"About?"

"The fact that I put soother people’s fantasies conore my own And then I realized that I wouldn’t have the first clue how to make them come true anyway Other people’s fantasies are sonormal compared to irl she’d raised to be a self-sufficient, depend-on-no-man-for-your-security, successful businesswo a hed delicately to mask her reaction "Sex slave?" she squeaked

"Yeah, knew you’d get a real kick out of that one," Serena said glumly

"Uh, no II expected you to say"

"Go ahead and say it I’na in front of Serena then settled onto the stool across the bar "You’re not crazy, Serena," she said calht of hot sex where you play the slave to theelse entirely?"

Serena felt warmth invade her cheeks Damn it Unlike Faith, she was not a blusher

"Well, preferably it would be longer than one night, but not per I ht hate it too"

Faith was silent for a long eted uncomfortably as she picked at her food

"You’re wondering where on earth I came up with this, aren’t you?" Serena ize for your desires," Faith scolded "God, don’t woure out how serious you are about this I mean if you just want to play out a fantasy, you could always hire aWhat do they call a le