Helene's
voice softened.
"Ryan, you're gorgeous, you're young. Get out and live a little."
"By
sleeping with a gigolo?"
"An
escort. Why not? Think of the great story it would make for your
grandkids." Helene stopped. "When they're grown, anyway.
Better yet, think about the manuscript deadline. This baby's gotta
be good, Ryan." Her voice sharpened with intensity. "What
you're doing isn't working. Why not try this?"
Ryan
opened her mouth and nothing came out. She closed it slowly, considering.
From nowhere, a rush of daring hit her. Why not try it, she thought,
brushing a finger over her lips, shivering a little as the nerve
endings woke up. What would it feel like to have a man kiss her?
What would it feel like to have his naked body on top of hers, his
back muscles slippery with sweat beneath her fingers? To know what
it was really like
"
don't
you think?" Helene's voice sounded in her ear.
"What
did you say?" Ryan asked, shaking her head to dislodge the
image.
"I
said, it's worth a try, don't you think?"
What
did she think?
She thought
it was scandalous.
She thought
it was outrageous.
And as
a sudden surge of recklessness came over her, she thought it could
be just what she needed.
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