This being his first paycheck, Eric was more than a little curious at what it would amount to be. Seeing the total, his chiseled chin dropped. “Whoa. And this is on top of the license fee?” Sam rose from her desk, circling closer. “The lion’s share is in commissions. Every time your face is successfully assigned to a new client, your take jumps.” Eric studied the check stub. “How many does this represent?” Sam perched becomingly on the edge of her desk. “Seventy-eight pitter-pattering hearts by my count. I’ve been pushing you with the drones.” Eric looked over the workstations at the ordinary guys who kept Virtually Mine afloat. He noticed Charlie among them. Somehow, he felt the need to confirm their understanding. “So, I don’t have to do anything.” Sam shook her head. Her raven tresses swished side to side, then settled back, perfectly into place. “It’s the privilege of beauty. They do the work. You visit me to collect, just as often as your heart desires.”
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