Natalie jolted up in bed at seven o’clock. Mac lay next to her, snoring quietly. She looked at him for a few minutes. Her body was relaxed and her head was clear. So clear, in fact, that she knew exactly what she wanted to have the women do for their next dates. But she needed to talk with them without the cameras first. Grabbing her phone, she sent a group text to see if they could all do a video conference call.
Mac’s arm snaked around her hip and he yanked her back down against him. “I guess I didn’t do a good enough job tiring you out if you have the energy to be on your phone first thing in the morning.”
“You did plenty good. I had a flash of brilliance about our clients and I need to talk with them away from cameras.”
“You’re not allowed to meet with them without Brad knowing.”
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