"Without a doubt. Cross my heart, Miss Meadows. I am a new man," purred Gerald Sinclair as he 'guided' Dawn into the comfortably inviting chair.
"Cross your hearrrrt?" Dawn purred herself. Or maybe more accurately; slurred. Sinclair helped the blonde reporter ease down into the seat.
"There, there. Take it slow. Now, just relax. That's it. Let all the tension melt out of your shoulders. You've spent so many years looking at me as your nemesis. Perhaps it's not me that's changing. Perhaps it's you?"
"Me? I changed?" echoed Dawn, her eyelids feeling a little heavy as she balanced her drink on the supple silky surface of her stocking clad thigh.
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