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scared of the beastly ones.”
    “Beastly?” Mia asked. She’d never used a vibrator before. She hadn’t ever seen the point. Whenever she was boyfriendless, she just went without.
    “Yeah, this baby here . . .” She picked up a wacky contraption with beads inside and some kind of rubber attachment. “This is amazing. But I can see how it would intimidate first timers.”
    “I agree. That thing scares me.”
    Bryn flipped it on and the head started rotating along with the beads inside. The rubber attachment bounced.
    “What the hell?”
    Penny laughed. “I had one like that. Jack used it to get me all warmed up, but we wore it out.”
    “Wait a minute. You’re married and you had a vibrator?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Why? You have a penis at your beck and call. Why have a fake one, too?”
    Penny grabbed the buzzing machine from Bryn and pointed it toward Mia’s face. “Do you know any guy whose dick does this?”
    “Eww. Get that out of my face,” Mia laughed as she stepped back. “No. I guess not.”
    “Okay, so I think we’re all in agreement that the Ultra Vibe is a must. And I think we’ll stock some of these small ones. I want something at a midlevel price point, too, so I’ll have to see what I can find.” She made a few notes in her notebook. “What are your thoughts on nipple clips?”
    Mia looked from Bryn to Penny. “I got nothin’. This one is all you.”
    At that moment, Grant stepped into the showroom. Mia hadn’t realized he was in his office. “I need a signature on this check.”
    “Let’s get a man’s opinion,” Bryn said. “What do you think about nipple clips? And what about a man using a vibrator with his girlfriend or wife? Would that offend you?”
    The blank stare that met theirs clearly said Are you fucking kidding me?
    “Come on, Grant. Don’t be a wuss,” Penny teased.
    Mia had never heard him laugh and had only seen a semi-smile maybe once. She never understood how someone could be so miserable all the time. This guy was in desperate need of help. Sex, drugs, liquor. There had to be something that loosened him up.
    She always had the feeling that Grant hadn’t wanted to work there to begin with. But they’d needed someone at the same time he needed a job. He was the son of a friend of Bryn’s mother, and they’d hired him as a favor. He’d had trouble finding a job fresh out of college with zero experience and offered to work cheap. But from day one, he’d seemed unenthused about working in a women’s lingerie shop. And maybe they’d screwed up by teasing him a bit too much, treating him like a kid brother rather than an employee, a relationship he obviously wanted no part of.
    He set the check on the counter and held out the pen. While Bryn gathered her toys, Mia took the pen—Dorothy, Scarecrow, Tin Man, and Cowardly Lion skipping down its length—and signed. The pen, along with the majority of his office supplies, paid homage to his love of all things Oz. And that was all they really knew about him.
    “Thank you.” He grabbed the pen and check and turned back toward his office, but stopped. “And just for the record, I think this custom toy idea is horrendous and unprofessional. Is this really the reputation you want for your business?”
    “Oh, come on. Lighten up. Maybe you should try it. You might like it.” Bryn took a small tube of something from the counter and picked up Grant’s hand, closing it into his palm. “Use this next time you eat a girl out. It’s tingly for her and tasty for you. I know you like coconut.”
    He opened his palm and looked at the tube in his hand, then at Bryn’s smiling face. Keeping his gaze on hers, he slowly flipped his hand over, letting the tube fall to the ground. “No thanks.”
    Mia clamped her mouth shut, tears filling her eyes. Penny snorted and slapped her hand over her mouth. He was barely out of view before the three women could no longer contain their laughter.
    “Oh, he needs a good fuck, bad!”