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she purred as she snuggled up to him.
    He smiled and said, “Of course I do. You make the dress. The dress don’t make you.”
    Pleased, Chrisette hugged his neck and gave him a longer, passionate kiss. “That’s my baby,” she whispered as she reached up and lovingly wiped her lipstick off his lips. She looked over at Keilah and asked, “Do you like my dress?”
    â€œYes, it’s very pretty,” Keilah answered as she stared at Trenton.
    Chrisette laid her head on Trenton’s shoulder and said, “I don’t know why people like you risk your life doing the kind of work you do. You know you could be a model too, don’t you?”
    Keilah laughed.
    â€œNo, seriously,” Chrisette responded. “You’re very beautiful, and you have a fabulous figure. My agency would sign you in a heartbeat. You have that exotic look that a lot of the designers are looking for.”
    â€œThanks, but I’m not interested. I’m happy just being a wife and mother.”
    â€œOkay, but I don’t think you realize what you’re turning down. You could travel all over the world, wear beautiful couture clothes, and make a lot of money.”
    â€œLike I said, I’m not interested,” Keilah repeated before asking if she could get a bottle of water from the refrigerator.
    â€œLeave it alone, Chrisette. Keilah’s happy with her life, and money’s the last thing she has to worry about. Her business and family are very successful,” Trenton explained.
    â€œWow! Rich, brains, and beauty,” Chrisette replied. “You can’t go wrong with that.”
    â€œPassengers, we have been cleared for landing. Buckle your seat belts, and I’ll have you on the ground very shortly,” the pilot said over the intercom.
    Keilah buckled her seat belt and prayed that Patrick was en route to New York to get her away from these clients. In the meantime she hoped that she had shut Trenton up for the remainder of the day.

Chapter Two
    Ramsey entered the office around three in the afternoon, and his expression amplified his mood. It was obvious that he wasn’t very happy with the events of the day and some heads would roll because of it.
    He’d finally spoken with Keilah just before she boarded a plane back to D.C. Patrick had got a royal chewing out by Ramsey, who demanded that he report to the office first thing in the morning.
    Making his way down the hallway to his office, he stopped at his assistant’s desk.
    â€œHey, Sherrie. Do I have any messages?”
    â€œWell, hello to you too,” she replied as she passed a handful of messages to him. “I also sent them to you electronically, because you and I both know you’re going to misplace some of them.”
    He smiled and slowly made his way into his office. “You think you know me, don’t you?”
    â€œI do know you,” she replied as she stood and followed him into his office. “Are you hungry? I can go out and pick something up for you if you’d like, or I can have something delivered to you.”
    He removed his jacket and sat down at his desk. “Thanks, but I’m only going to be here for a second. Camille’s cooking a big dinner tonight, and I don’t want to ruin my appetite. You can go ahead and head out if you like. I shouldn’t need you for anything else.”
    She watered his plants and asked, “Are you sure?” He glanced up at her and smiled. “Yes. I’m sure your family would love for you to get home at a decent time for a change.”
    â€œYou don’t have to tell me twice,” she replied before exiting the room. “Have a great evening, and go easy on Keilah when she comes home. She didn’t do anything you wouldn’t have done.”
    â€œGood night, Sherrie,” he answered without commenting on her statement.
    Giggling, she answered, “Good night, boss.”
    Finally alone with