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slack off. Those things count with me, so I’m giving you another chance.” Carl’s eyes met his, hard as two lumps of coal. “Don’t screw up again.”
    “I won’t.”
    Not even Erica could make him break that promise.
     
    “T ANISHA , this outfit is definitely killer. But I don’t know if I have the nerve to wear it in public.” Erica stood on tiptoe and studied her reflection in the bathroom mirror. The black satin bikini panties and bra top were overlaid with a sheer black chiffon crop top and harem pants, decorated with random sprinklings of jet beads.
    “Why not? Technically everything is covered except your hands, feet and belly button.”
    “Yeah, it has fabric over it, but I wouldn’t call it covered.” She did a little belly dancer shimmy. The outfit was flattering.
    “That’s the whole appeal. Covered, but uncovered. Guaranteed to drive a man wild.”
    She turned her back on the mirror and faced Tanisha. “Do you think Adam has a wild man in him? He’s always so calm.”
    “Every man has a wild man inside. All that testosterone, you know.”
    “Right.” She’d had a glimpse of that testosterone doing its stuff this morning. “If anything can bring that side of him out, this outfit should do it.”
    “I almost forgot. I brought you a few other things.” Tanisha reached into the shopping bag and drew out a bottle of perfume and a box of condoms. “The perfume is called Seduction, and it smells divine.” She handed over the bottle.
    “And the condoms?”
    “Better safe than sorry.”
    “Uh-huh.” She spritzed some of the perfume on her neck. It smelled spicy, with a hint of musk. “Nice.” She glanced at her watch. She had a few more minutes before she had to be back in bed. “How are things at the station?”
    “Would you believe people are sending Nick get-well gifts? The mailroom is half full of everything from stuffed animals to bottles of booze. One woman even sent him a pair of her underwear.”
    “Ew.” She made a face. “Is he supposed to wear them or sniff them?”
    “I think her note said something about providing him an incentive to get well.” Tanisha shook her head. “I’m just glad I wasn’t the one who opened that envelope. Talk about gag!”
    “Who’s doing Adam’s afternoon slot?”
    “Audra’s doing that, and they have the overnight guy in Audra’s slot, and an intern from our sister station, KHOW, on overnights. Of course, Bonnie’s ballistic that they didn’t give her the afternoon slot.”
    “Why didn’t they give it to her?” Erica asked. “She’s qualified, isn’t she?”
    “They apparently offered her the overnight spot and she acted insulted.”
    “I don’t imagine Carl took kindly to that.”
    “I don’t think Bonnie is his favorite person, anyway.”
    “She can be kind of scary,” Erica admitted. What had Adam ever seen in Bonnie? Besides the boobs and blond hair, of course. Erica couldn’t discount the fact that men, even great guys like Adam, tended to thinkwith their gonads, sometimes. All the more reason to turn up the heat a little by appealing to his animal instincts.
    “Thanks for loaning me the outfit.” She gave Tanisha a big hug.
    “No problem. Let me know if it does the trick. I’ve got a guy I might like to try it out on.”
    “Oooh. Anyone I know?”
    Tanisha shook her head. “He lives in my building. We’ve flirted in the laundry room a little.”
    “So maybe you’ll wear this to do your laundry.”
    “Hey, if it works for you, I might give it a try.”
    A knock on the door silenced their laughter. “Erica, Carl says to get up front, pronto,” Mason called.
    “Be right there.” She gave Tanisha another quick hug. “Wish me luck.”
     
    A DAM WAS GOING over the planned promo teasers with Mason when Erica joined them. He blinked, wondering if he was hallucinating the alarming amount of skin her new outfit displayed to an advantage. His heart pounded and he had trouble breathing. He told himself not

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