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His look was hot.

“I’m not arguing with that.”

She cleared her throat.

“I mean, I need a man in the scene. Look, it won’t take long. We can go over it and then when Derek – he’s a cameraman from work – gets here, he can film us.”

Jack ran a hand over his head, making some of it stand straight up. Davina resisted the urge to smooth it flat.

“I don’t know about that. I’m not an actor and the only filming I ever intend to do is the kind you keep for personal enjoyment. Know what I mean?”

He was aiming for lecherous, but she still found him sexy. It was pathetic.

“If you ever want my help making that sort of home movie, just whistle.”

Davina licked lips that were suddenly dry.

“You don’t need to be an actor for this, it’s a teaching aid.”

“I don’t want a bunch of kids laughing at me. I’ve already had enough of that to last me a lifetime.”

“I teach adults, but I promise, no one will be laughing.” She crouched in front of him. “Please help me Jack, I’m really in a bind.”

His eyes were dark. No doubt his mind was still on making his own personal sex tape.

“If I do this, you’ll owe me, right?”

Davina’s heart sank. Seemed like she owed everyone these days and they were all standing around eager to collect.

“Fine,” she said, “I’ll owe you.”

“And I can collect any time I want, anything I want.”

“Well, I don’t know about that. I’m not letting you in the house for starters.”

His eyes dropped to her lips then back up again.

“I wasn’t thinking about the house, Davy,” he said softly.

They stayed in each other’s gaze for what seemed like eternity. Eventually Davina swallowed hard.

“Okay,” she said. “I’ll owe you.”

“Anything I want.”

“Anything you want.”

“Any time I want it.”

Davina felt lightheaded.

“Any time you want it,” she whispered.

Jack trailed a finger down her cheek as her eyes fluttered shut.

“What am I going to do with you?” he mused.

It was on the tip of her tongue to say – anything you want. Jack cleared his throat.