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“You want me to pay for it.” He drawled, leaning back in his chair.
“Don’t put words in my mouth.” His assistant said, entirely unimpressed by the fact that he could fire her.
“You said-”
“I said that it would probably be a good idea for you to get some, and if you can’t be bothered to do it the normal way, that there are professional options. And then I said that if you’d like, I could recommend someone.”
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He called the fucking number.
He didn’t know why – okay, he did, he was an idiot, tipsy, lonely, and horny – but he called the damn number.
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Even just looking at the blonde’s profile, he felt a twinge in his gut. Blonde curls indeed – over features that revealed the other man’s age, light eyes, and a cute, upturned nose. Slim lips, currently curved in a smile for the bartender. Crowley studied the rest of him too – a bit of chub, not enough to be fat, but definitely dad-bod territory.
He sighed softly, wondering what sort of witch Anathema was, because she had been spot on about this guy being his type. He didn’t even need to see the large hands or plush thighs to make up his mind – this… this could work.