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“So we’re all set?” Casey asked for the third time.

Masking her annoyance, Vicki nodded.

“And your guy knows what time to be there?”

Vicki sighed. “You say ‘my guy’ like I’m dating him. According to the service, he knows to be there promptly at nine thirty.”

“Good. I want to make sure there are no mistakes.” Casey pushed herself out of the chair she’d just plopped into seconds earlier to begin another round of pacing.

“There won’t be. These are highly paid professionals. The retainer alone should ensure that our little stud for hire will be leaning on Sierra’s doorbell at the appropriate time.”

“Damn, Vicki, not so loud,” the blonde woman whispered, as if someone might eavesdrop on their discussion.

“Okay, Casey, you’re losing it. There’s no one in here but us. Hell, our last patient left thirty minutes ago and Tina clocked out as soon as it hit six. I’m pretty certain that if I yelled that we just bought our friend a certified A-One lay, no one would hear but us,” she said, her volume increasing. Vicki choked back a laugh at the way her fair-skinned friend and business partner turned two shades of red in embarrassment.

“All right, all right, you made your damned point. I just hope he’s worth the hell we’re going to pay once this is all over.” Casey moved across the room to stare out the window which overlooked their empty parking lot.

Behind her desk, Vicki snorted. “Girl, please. Sierra is about to get so royally fucked she’ll be thanking us until her next birthday.”

“Oh! I just thought of something.” Casey whirled, her expression less worried than it had been all afternoon. In fact she was starting to look downright mischievous. “How in Sam-hell are we going to top this present next year?”

“Honey, if this man is as good as they say, I think we’re in the clear for the next five years where birthday gifts are concerned.” Vicki twisted a lock of long shimmering black hair between her fingers. The smile that lit her face was one of a woman who’d just successfully planned a major coup. In essence she had. After tonight Sierra Cessinger would owe her gratitude to her best friends, who’d shared every other milestone in her life. Sierra would no longer be able to complain about having never experienced the Big O with a man.