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Look At Me
Look At Me
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Look At Me

Then again, that didn’t sound bad. Not bad at all.

No. She had to give the phone back. She couldn’t keep such an expensive gift. Right? It was crazy, wasn’t it? Just as she debated what to do next, the new phone in her hand came to life with a standard ringtone.

What the...?

She glanced down at the phone and realized the thing was on. On and clearly activated, because a call was coming in from Jackson Drake.

Uh...should she answer? Should she ignore it? Why did the man give her a phone with his number programmed into it? No better time than now to tell him she couldn’t accept such a gift.

“Hello?” she said as she pressed the phone to her ear.

“Hey, neighbor.” Jackson’s voice was like melted chocolate. Smooth, sexy, sweet.

“Oh...uh. Hi.” When she looked at her windows, she saw the back of her own blinds. She’d drawn them after the show the night before, not trusting herself not to glance out once more. Her window was still open, though, since she didn’t want to call the AC repair person just yet—not until a few more freelance checks came in. The light in her studio apartment was dim, so she flicked on the kitchen light and went to retrieve some water from the tap.

“I see you got my gift.” His voice, warm, deep, made her own insides go gooey.

“Uh, right...about that... I mean, thank you so much. It’s so generous of you, but...I don’t think I can accept it.”

“You don’t like it?” Now Jackson sounded concerned. She almost felt he might run out and buy her a different one if she’d asked.

“No. No! I love it. I mean it’s an amazing phone.” And it was. The sound quality was so good, and the thing was so light, the screen so big, she knew from the commercials she’d seen that this was the brand-new, just out, must-have model.

“If you love it, then keep it.”

“It’s so expensive, and...I mean...”

“Chloe.” He said her name as if he owned it. The determination in his voice sparked something inside her. Want? Or maybe more primal. Need. His voice rumbled through her chest and settled in her belly. “I have many phones for the Realtors at my office, and so, seriously, I insist. Take one. Otherwise, it’ll just sit in a drawer and not get used.”

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