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negotiable.
    Grayson: Fine.
    Kerry: Since my profile states money is more important to me than sex, we should meet first so I can make sure you meet my financial expectations. Then we’ll kiss.
    Grayson barked a laugh, then replied: We will?
    Kerry: Yes. If the kiss sucks, so will the sex.
    She’s not wrong about that! Grayson chuckled until tears formed in his eyes. When he’d regained his composure, he answered.
    Grayson: Where and when shall we meet?
    Kerry: Tomorrow, noon. Starbucks on Corydon.
    Grayson blinked in surprise. Not a request—a demand. He smiled. Smart woman . Meeting a complete stranger in the middle of the day, with a ton of people around where she could get help if needed. He knew from talking with his clients that most of the women they met online, would meet them anytime, anywhere—not the most intelligent thing for a woman to do with a strange man.
    Sad to say, this is the most fun I’ve had with a woman in a long time. He’d clear his schedule for the entire afternoon in order to meet with her.
    Grayson: Sounds good. My treat.
    Kerry: Damn straight.
    Sassy. Grayson: Lovely meeting you.
    Kerry: Wait until tomorrow, then tell me that.
    Before he could type goodnight, she logged off her account.
    Grayson shook his head. Bizarre . He powered down his computer, and stretched his arms overhead, arching into his desk chair. Did I just make a date with a crazy woman? Or am I insane? Was he only meeting with her to teach her a lesson? Payback for what Anna did to him?
    Raking a hand through his thick hair, he pushed back his chair, the wheels rolling on the hardwood. He headed out of his office and jogged up the stairs to his private bathroom on the second floor. While he waited for the shower to warm up, he stripped to the skin and began to hum.
    The image of Kerry in the black dress popped into his mind. His cock saluted in her honor. Down boy. Masturbating to a fantasy was one thing. Jerking off to thoughts of a flesh and blood woman he had yet to meet another. He hadn’t been on a date in a few months. Work kept him busy, and he valued his space after hours, particular about who he spent time with.
    As he stepped under the spray of his walk-in tub shower, he stroked his cock, concentrating on the pleasure of his hand, banishing any sexy images of Kerry that sprang to mind. He tried picturing generic sexy scenarios to bring on orgasm. He and Kerry locked in a passionate kiss leapt into his brain.
    Crap. It’s not going to work. He released his shaft and soaped up. I need to get laid. Which meant he’d have to put himself out there, find a woman he could tolerate for a short time, and then break up with her once he’d satisfied a few urges. Drama he didn’t need. When did I become such an asshole? Masturbation would have to do. After being used, he didn’t think he could do it to someone else. Or could I?
    You did meet a woman tonight.
    Long-buried anger rose to the surface. He’d never been the “love ‘em and leave ‘em type”, but if Kerry wished to use him, maybe he could turn the tables and use her instead. A Sugar Daddy relationship was a type of relationship, one that didn’t have to work out long-term. They both needed something. There wasn’t anything wrong with fulfilling each other’s needs and then going their separate ways, was there?
    Kerry wants a Sugar Daddy, I’ll give her one . He’d prove he could meet her requirements, wine her and dine her, and then pull the rug out from under her. Women like Kerry and Anna needed to understand money can’t buy happiness. Money only buys a good time, and it doesn’t last.

THREE
    Kerry stood inside the entrance of Starbucks, shivering off the windy, late spring day. The smell of brewing coffee reached her nostrils, and she drew in a deep inhalation, hoping the comforting aroma would calm her nerves.
    She couldn’t believe she’d agreed to this date, or whatever it could be called. Surprised didn’t begin to cover her reaction to