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“That’s right up on the list,” she told him as he rose and went over to the recessed AutoChef “No, there isn’t going to be enough, but there has to be a connection You see it, don’t you?”

He waited until the protein drink he’d ordered caent, sensible, and driven woman She was often selfish, continually vain, and could be an enorlass “She wasn’t the type to ju—and let the visual anization”

“I’ll add that to my data” She frowned at the creamy, mint-colored drink in her hand “What is this?”

“Nutrition Drink it” He tipped it up to her lips “All”

She took the first sip out of self-defense, decided it wasn’t altogether hideous, and gulped it down “There Feel better now?”

“Yes Did Whitney give you room to pursue?”

“I’ve got a week And he knows I’ve been using yourfacilities He’s pretending he doesn’t” She set the glass aside, started to stretch back out, then remembered “We were supposed to watch videos, eat popcorn, and neck”

“You stood ed on her hair “I’ll have to divorce you”

“God, you’re strict” Suddenly nervous, she rubbed her hands together “While you’re in that uess I’d better come clean”

“Oh, were you out necking with someone else?”

“Not exactly”

“I beg your pardon?”

“You want a drink? We’ve got soet off the bed, but she wasn’t at all surprised to have his hand snake out and grip her arm

“Clarify”

>“I’o down better with some wine Okay?” She tried a s when he h for her to scoot up and hurry over to the bedroo it, and kept her distance as she began