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the heartless bitch only out for her own gain that James had been reading about in the blog posts last night. “Good thinking. So how did she end up wearing your collar?”
    “She got a job waitressing at this dive down in south Phoenix. I wasn’t going to allow that. I wanted her where I could keep an eye on her, but she refused to come to work for me. She finally admitted she wasn’t ready to start dating again and she was afraid if she worked at the club it would get awkward. I offered my protection as a way of getting her to accept the job, but honestly, James, I’ve never bought the boyfriend story.”
    This was a complete change of events… “Has anyone at the club shown a serious interest in Amanda?”
    “A few guys have commented that hiring her was a great choice, that she was beautiful, that sort of thing. But she hasn’t asked about anyone and I’ve never seen her play with anyone. At times, I get the impression she isn’t a fan of the lifestyle. I’ve never called her on it because it suits my purposes to keep her at the club.”
    “André, I appreciate the info. You’ve filled in a few of the blanks for me.” James’ head was reeling. He needed to sort through the bullshit and find the truth.
    “Amanda is headstrong…prideful. According to her mom, she likes to argue, but I can’t get much out of her. She doesn’t do small talk. And, James, if you see she needs something, please tell me. She acts like asking for help is a fate worse than death.”
    “Will do. We’ll see you tonight.” James disconnected the call then shoved the phone in his pocket. He booted his laptop and took his time going through the copy he had made of Amanda’s hard drive.
    Not long after he’d finished, Amanda’s class was dismissed. One of the documents on her computer had been a copy of her class schedule. He knew she had a two-hour break coming up and he knew just how to spend it. James greeted her at the door.
    “Let’s go grab a bite to eat.” James quickly got her out of the crowded hallway and headed down the backstairs.
    “We just ate.” Amanda looked up at James with a hint of surprise.
    “That was three hours ago. I know a quiet place close by. I’ll have you back in plenty of time for your next class.”
    Amanda kept pace with him as he led her back to the parking lot. Just before they reached his car, she paused. “How do you know my schedule?”
    James flashed her a confident grin. “It’s my job to know everything about you. Get in the car,” he ordered, holding the passenger door open for her.

Chapter Three
    James was surprised by the way Amanda looked through the menu. First she scanned the right side of the menu, seemingly looking at the prices, then, finding what he suspected were the cheapest items, she glanced to see what they were. He wasn’t going to let her play it that way. “Are you a sandwich or a burger kind of girl?”
    “I’m not picky. What do you like here?”
    “They make a great steak sandwich.” He watched her find it on the menu then frown at the price.
    “That sounds good, but I think I’ll go with something a little lighter.” She closed the menu and set it aside. “So, how did you figure out my schedule?”
    “It was on your computer.” He wasn’t going to lie to her even if it would make his life easier.
    “You went through my computer? I asked you to print a document not invade my privacy.” Her tone was sharp.
    James was pretty good at reading body language and she looked more worried than angry. She was wringing her hands and chewing on her lower lip.
    “You can’t stand behind an expectation of privacy when you hand over your laptop to someone.” He had overstepped his bounds, but she needed to come clean.
    “Forgive me for trusting you!”
    James raised an eyebrow at her, but the waitress chose that moment to take their order. “We’ll have two steak sandwiches and two diet sodas.” He handed the lady the menus as Amanda stared at him.