"Yes."
"You couldn't design something that didn't look like a walking circuit breaker?"
"I'm paying you, Hanlin. Deal with the blow to your ego and move on."
"You're not paying me nearly enough."
The two exchanged a glance that spoke volumes. McClain was serious about this, and truthfully, so was Aislin. Besides, she could imagine the look on her father's face the first time he picked up a newspaper to see his wayward daughter in this fetching little number.
She grinned impishly. "Why the hell not?"
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