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“Oh my god…” Karen said, stifling a laugh behind herhand.
Amy looked at Nina a little closer. “Older? Hot even though he’solder?”
Nina’s cheeks felt hot. “Iguess.”
Amy pulled out her phone and tapped, then slid it across the table. “Is thishim?”
Nina picked up the phone, wondering why she had butterflies in her stomach, like she was on the verge of a discovery that would changeeverything.
The picture that stared back at her sent the same flush of heat to her stomach that she’d felt when Jack had leaned down to speak, his breath warm against her neck. The man in the photograph was staring right at the camera, his brown eyes molten and mysterious, his dark hair sprinkled with gray at thetemples.
“That’s him,” Ninasaid.
Amy took back her phone and Robin startedlaughing.
Nina looked around the table. “What’s sofunny?”
“Sweetie, that’s Jack Morgan, otherwise known as one of the richest eligible bachelors in the city, nay, the world,” Karensaid.
“What? That can’t beright.”
“You’re telling me he seemed like an average guy?” Karen asked. “He was in a cab? An Uber? He was wearing a beanie andcords?”
She thought about the car and driver, the smell of money and expensive cologne that seeped from Jack’spores.
“Well, no,but— ”
“Jack is a legend on Wall Street,” Amy said. “He started from nothing, made his first million before he was twenty-four, made the Forbes 100 before he was thirty, made it every year since. He owns half this city in one way or another — quietly, discreetly, but he’s the one holding the paper on half the luxury apartment buildings, hotels, andrestaurants.”
Nina’s stomach turned. A date was bad enough — scary enough — after all these years. She was in no way prepared to play in the league of someone like JackMorgan.
“Well, I hadn’t even decided to go,” Nina said. “He was kind of…” She searched for the right word. “Bossy.”
Karen didn’t even try to hide herlaughter.
“Goddamn it!” Nina said. “What is sofunny?”
Amy pressed her lips together before explaining. “Jack has a bit of a…reputation.”
“What kind of a reputation?” Nina asked. “For being a ladies’man?”
“That, and for having tastes that run to the…experimental.”
“Experimental? What does thatmean?”
“Don’t listen to these guys,” Robin admonished. “It’s all a bunch of Page Sixgossip.”
“Not all of it,” Amy saiddrily.
“You would know,” Karen said, obviously a nod to Amy’s line of work, which must put her in proximity to Jack’sworld.
Nina looked from Karen to Amy. “What have youheard?”
Amy shrugged. “Nothing too crazy. BDSM, sex clubs, groupsex…”
Nina dropped her head into her hands. “Oh mygod…”
“Did he invite you to a sex club?” Robinasked.
