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The phone rang

Maybe it had been ringing for a while

He couldn’t tell He couldn’t tell anything except that he wanted the wo a woman before

But the phone was persistent

Brring Brring Brring

E from a deep sleep

“The telephone…”

“It will stop”

He drew her to him Ran one hand down her spine, Spread it over her bottoasped; her head fell back when she felt his erect flesh press against her

Brring Brring Brring

Merda!

One last slow, a kiss Then he slid his arm around her waist and drew her with him to the desk and depressed the speaker button

“Yes,” he said, trying not to sound like a ht kill the person on the other end of the line

It was Jane Barnett

Marco took a deep breath “What is it, Jane? I am—I’m busy”