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“It really is an incredible location, and it’s my first time here.”

God, I’m so worried I’ll say the wrong things.

I’m really not sure what kind of conversation to make when a man pays for you to be at his beck and call.

“Let me go over how the evening is going to unfold,” he says, holding my gaze.

All right. No chitchat. Straight to business.

“I’m all ears.”

He cocks a brow.

Even his eyebrows are sexy.

How can that be?

I scan his gorgeous face, overwhelmed by the intensity of his eyes. Don’t get me started about the few sexy strands of gray hair that caress his temples.

Tall, brown-haired men with blue eyes usually leave me weak in the knees, and Bryce Van Der Linden is no exception.

Silver fox in the making.

I approve.

He clears his throat.

Crap. I’m ogling.

I sit straighter in my chair.

Hit me with your best shot. “I’m listening.”

“The event starts at seven-thirty. The car will pick us up at ten past, and we’ll arrive in good time since the venue where the Camus Cognac Cuvee foundation dinner will take place is located near this hotel.”

“I see.”

“You’ll stay by my side during the evening and act like my charming date.” Copy that. “I’ve secured your services from six-thirty to one in the morning, but I don’t expect we’ll stay until the end. The driver will drop us off here, I’ll pay you, and the driver will take you home.”

Wait. Aren’t I supposed to get paid first? I guess we’re going to a gala, and that’s not something Todd mentioned in his list of rules.

Shit.

Bryce continues talking. “There will be a lot of international businesspeople with deep pockets, and if you can help smooth the interactions by throwing in a few sentences in their native tongue, I’m sure it will help me close more deals in the coming weeks.”

“I should be able to manage easily.”

“Todd told me you have a translation degree, and you speak Spanish, French, and Italian.”

“Yes, and yes.”

“Since I can barely say hello in any of those languages, I’ll count on you to break the ice. Are we clear?”

I nod. “You want me to smile, be charming, and when the opportunity arises, flirt with potential clients in their native tongue.”

“Yes, but don’t flirt your way into another man’s bed when I’m footing the bill,” he warns.

I didn’t expect that answer.

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