“My God, Ted!” Trace roared, “I told you love and romance don’t mix in our profession. Didn’t you listen to me?”
“I did. But you can’t control what your heart tells you. I didn’t decide to fall in love with Kenny. It just happened. Anyway, it’s done with now. When he found out about me and what I do for a living, he split.”
“Well, that’s good! Do you think you can get yourself over It and back to work?”
Ted nodded without looking up.
“You can do better than that, Teddy!”
Ted’s eyes met Trace’s. “Yeah, I can get over it.”
“That’s better! You’re our number one draw both at Escorts Inc. and Morrison Films. I don’t want to lose you. Now come here and let me try to make it all better.”
Trace set down his glass and stood with his arms outspread. So typical of Trace Morrison—every problem could be solved with a little sex.