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“When you’re finished with it, I would be happy to present it to the board on your behalf and maybe sway them into backing your findings. Their support opens up many doors for you. You don’t have to only practice, you could teach, and being a recognized, board-endorsed doctor really looks good on the résumé,” he says with a wink. “I know you’ve worked hard to get where you are, but something like this moves you from amateur to pro in months. Next year”—he leans close, cupping his mouth—“it’ll be your name they’re calling out as the winner of the award.”

Chad is the devil, and I want in.

“Thank you, Chad. Your faith in me is something I don’t take lightly. This offer is really too much, but I would be a fool to decline. Thank you again,” I say, trying to remain composed.

Chad waves me off. “Thank yourself, Dr. Mathews. No one got you here but you alone. You should be proud of yourself.”

I smile, as his comment means a lot. “Regardless, I appreciate your support. If I can do anything to return the favor, please let me know.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” he replies with a chuckle as he takes a sip of water.

Sadly, our pleasant conversation is interrupted by Rebecca. “Miss me, boys?” she says, and I nod with a stiff upper lip.

“Always,” Chad gushes.

“Muffin, your cell was constantly ringing when I was upstairs. I didn’t bring it down here as I knew you boys were probably catching up.”

“Oh?” Chad says, scratching his chin. “I wonder who that could be. All my colleagues are either here or know I’m indisposed for the weekend.”

“Maybe it’s your ex-wife,” Rebecca sneers, cocking a daring brow.

“Now, darling,” he counters, but Rebecca blows him off by snapping open her compact and applying a coat of lipstick.

Chad sighs and looks to me for help, but I merely shrug, as he’s totally alone on this.

“I’d best see who that was,” he says after a moment of silence. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Before I can scream,“Take me with you,”he’s off, leaving me alone with the gold digger.

The moment he’s gone, she shifts closer and runs a fingernail down my arm. “So…”

“So,” I parrot, moving my arm as I’m surrounded by colleagues.

“Thought about my offer?” she asks, not at all discouraged by my rejection.

“There’s nothing to think about. The answer is, and always will be, no.”

When she attempts to touch my leg under the table, I grab her wrist and push her hand away. “Stop it, Rebecca. I’m not interested. You are engaged to my friend, someone I respect, and your behavior is completely unacceptable.”

“If you don’t fuck me, I’ll tell Chad you came onto me,” she suddenly unveils, and I pull back, stunned.

“You can’t be serious?” I shake my head, but I knew she would use this tactic sooner or later.

“I’m very serious,” she affirms, her gray eyes widening. “All I want is one night, and then I’ll leave you alone. If not, well, Chad might not be so willing to help you out.”

“This is blackmail,” I whisper angrily.

“No, this is called a girl getting what she wants. And I want you.” She cups my balls, just in case I’m unsure of what she wants from me. “Sarah told me all about you, and I want a taste.”

There’s no way I can do this. I mean, this is wrong. Yes, I’ve done some awful things in my time, “Sarah” being the worst, but this is up there with atrocious, unacceptable, heinous acts.

Brushing her hand away, I spit, “Can you be a little more discreet?” I smile as the couple next to us gives me a weird look.

“I always get what I want, and I want you to fuck me.”

“What? The caddy wasn’t man enough for you?” I bitterly snarl, my patience wearing thin.

Rebecca looks stunned that I clued onto her flirting, but I’ve been around her kind for far too long. Hell, I am, orwasher kind.

I’m stuck between a rock and a horny woman, but I will not be blackmailed this way. “The answer is still no,” I stubbornly state, while Rebecca frowns.

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