Natasha reached across the desk and grabbed his hand. "Come on, Anthony," she said as she tugged his hand to get him to his feet. "Have lunch with me now and I'll let you have your wicked way with me for the rest of the afternoon and night." While they were out she'd reserve a room at the Four Seasons. A night out of the house, even though they'd still be in New York, would be good.
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