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"Hmm." I wasn't totally paying attention. We were sitting side-by-side at the bar of my favorite sushi place, OUTSIDE of my apartment, and I was going to enjoy this meal.

"She's calm, efficient, and of course very pretty. I'll bet she's a wildcat underneath that perfectly pressed business suit."

"Hmm." I started trying to get the chef's attention and order some more sashimi. And they had this weird beef-wrapped asparagus thing I wanted to try.

"Those legs are just soooo long. Like, she would be a perfect model, except of course her tits are way too big. I mean, I'm already at the big end for modeling. But maybe she could do Victoria's Secret or something. It's just so weird how she ended up a personal assistant instead."

I arched an eyebrow at her comments and offered my usual "Hmm" to let Tolu think I was listening, but satisfying my hunger was still the priority. I wolfed down two more pieces.

Tolu looked away across the bar, staring at nothing. "I guess I'd just love to get into her panties."

Okay, now I started choking. I was already quite buzzed from a couple bottles of sake and now the instant vision of Tolu and Nadia twisting the sheets together caught me off guard.

Tolu just grinned and lightly patted my back as I fought back the tears in my eyes and caught my breath. "I haven't been with a woman in like, two years! And she is quite hot."

"Can we talk about something other than you seducing my assistant?"

"Fine, fine. Did you decide on one?"

I paused to pound back the rest of my sake and clear my throat out. "Not yet. But I'm leaning towards the penthouse on 5th Avenue with the wide views of Central Park."

"Really? I would have thought you'd have gone for the corner place on Park Ave. It's certainly more luxurious and a lot bigger."

"Maybe, but (A) I don't need the room and (B) I figure I can always pay for more luxury. I can't buy a Central Park view like that over on Park Ave."

"So that's the one, huh?"

"I suppose so... Just think, in about a month you'll be visiting me in my luxurious penthouse!"

"Visiting?!" She slapped me on the arm. "Oh, no. You get a place that fancy and I'm moving in with you!"

I hesitated for a moment, not sure whether she was serious or not. "Oh, no you're not. I want the place all to myself!" I laughed, trying to make a joke out of it.




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