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Megan was in the studio drawing up a new design when Adam walked in. She already missed him and he hadn’t even left yet. But he was going to. She didn’t blame him. She didn’t know if she’d ever have the money to pay him what he deserved. She couldn’t offer him what he wanted, and it was better if he moved on.
Then maybe one day she could, too.
“What is that?” Adam asked, peering over her shoulder.
“Just something I’ve been toying with.”
“It looks…kind of erotic.”
Megan covered up the drawing and stacked her papers together. She was thinking of Adam when she started drawing, but she couldn’t tell him it was erotic. It was an abstract idea of the way he made her feel. Sexy, confident, worthy.
All the things she normally didn’t feel.
“What was it?” Adam pressed, trying to grab the
