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Jason seemed perfect for her plan, and to tie everything up nicely, she had conveniently arranged to assign him the company apartment right across from her while he was visiting New York.

All that was left for Emma to do was shake off her prim no nonsense image, wow the guy and get what she needed. She stared at herself in the mirror. Could she really do it? Did she have it in her?

She ran her freshly manicured hands over her curves, experimentally tossing her newly cut and layered mane of luxurious toffee colored hair and rapidly fluttering her eyelashes, currently super thick and long thanks to a generous coat of mascara. She tried to make her glossy painted mouth look pouty and kissable. Thankfully she had left her naturally sleek eyebrows alone, and now she raised one questioningly at her reflection. If it weren’t for the wide mossy green eyes staring back at her, she doubted she would have recognized herself.

Before she could give in to a full fledged panic attack, she hurriedly dialed her best friend Maggie from her cell phone. “I look ridiculous”, she wailed.

“Sweetheart, are you wearing what we decided?” Maggie demanded gruffly.

“Yes ma’am” Emma replied meekly. ” Slightly sheer pure white silk shirt, sexy lace bra peeking through, and tight red skirt.” Maggie was her rock, her co-conspirator and the complete opposite of her. She badly needed a pep talk from her before she could go through with this.

“You did your face like I showed you?” she wanted to know.

“Exactly as you showed me” Emma agreed doubtfully.