“God, I never believed I could find someone like you. I didn’t think guys like that existed.”
“Of course we do. You just need to know where to look.” Duncan smiled and then rolled Lynn beneath him, intent on having his wicked way again and again. They brought in the New Year making love in front of the fireplace, their indoor picnic long forgotten.
* * * *
One day in March, Duncan took a phone call that raised his blood pressure.
“Lynn Hall and Associates. This is Duncan Stern. How may I help you?”
“This is Paul Lentin, Jr. We met briefly last year at a company party. You were Lynn Hall’s escort, I presume?”
“Yes, I was, sir.” Duncan remembered the smarmy good-for-nothing who’d put Lynn on edge. Actually, in a way, he had the Lentin company to thank for the change in the relationship with his boss, but still…