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Monica had the typical first day jitters at her new job, but Scott was not the typical typical client. She had pictured the life of a personal shopper as being very stressful, demanding clients, lots of pressure, etc. But Scott

made her feel at ease. On the outside, he looked like any other normal, successful businessman,

with his nice suit and expensive watch. But when they started talking,

Monica realized he was more than just wealth. There was a warmth and an appeal to him that she

adored. You're not like my last personal shopper, you know,' said Scott,

giving Monica a mischievous expression, as Monica grabbed a few dress shirts off the rack.

That's a good thing.

Monica blushed and brushed back a piece of dark brown hair that had fallen around her chin.

Oh, well, thank you. I'm so glad to hear that on my first day. Scott was attractive. She had to admit he was tall and seemed fit, with a head of

dark hair slicked back. He smelled amazing. A cologne that Monica figured must have

cost a fortune. Monica was in the dressing room, hanging up the shirts for Scott to try on,

but when she turned back around to leave, she let out a little squeal when she saw that he had joined her. Scott laughed,

his face softening. I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to scare you. He stepped closer to her,

and Monica's heart began to beat hard in her chest. What was this man doing to her?

She wasn't used to this sort of feeling, this raw magnetism towards another person. Before she knew

what was happening, Scott was lifting her chin upwards. It was a long, slow kiss, and Monica's stomach was

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