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slightly impaired condition, she knew it was caused by more than the champagne.
    “That’s what I wanted to explain.” Dane sat next to her. He had never been in such close proximity to her for this long. She had a natural beauty that gnawed at his vulnerability.
    He brushed his fingertips across a cheek that felt as creamy smooth as it looked. The sensation of her skin against his sent a wave of desire crashing through him.
    Surrender To Passion …the fragrance still clung to her skin, tickling his senses, enticing him with forbidden thoughts. He wanted to give her his undivided personal attention again and again and again until the wee hours of the morning when they were both too exhausted to move, then do it all over again.
    He had long ago learned to turn his mind off when he did the Macho Marauder strip act. And as far as putting his nearly naked body on display…well, it was just skin. No big deal. Self-consciousness about body image was not a hang-up for him. Everyone had a body, with each person’s being different and unique unto itself.
    But performing for Shasta. That had been very personal compared to the other private performances he had been hired to do. Every time he saw her, he wanted to have her naked in his bed. Just watching her excited him. Her eyes glowed with a hidden desire as her breathing quickened. Her tongue occasionally darted out, licking her slightly parted lips.
    “The wig…the mask…by making them part of my act, I get to remain anonymous. I don’t want my extra-curricular activity intruding into my normal business routine. I don’t want any of my clients recognizing me at the club. I can go about my daily business without concerns of whether my nighttime alter ego will have a negative impact on my career.”
    “Then why do you do it?” She furrowed her brow in momentary confusion. “Does having a secret kinky side spice up your life?”
    Dane’s muscles tensed. He resisted the initial reaction to pull back from the sting of her words. Did he really come across that way? As some ego driven jerk?
    Shasta reached out and gently touched his arm. “I…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I have no business making judgments about your personal life. It’s just that it was such a shock. It’s not the type of thing I would have associated with a computer consultant.”
    She withdrew her touch from his arm, then rubbed her fingers against her temples, drew in a deep breath and held it a moment. “I think I had one too many glasses of birthday champagne.”
    Settling his fingers beneath her chin, he lifted until they had eye contact. He delved into the depths of her eyes as he studied her. He offered a gentle smile, hoping to convey that he wasn’t unhappy or insulted.
    “I have a feeling my explanation is going to be wasted on you tonight.” He leaned his face close to hers and placed a tender kiss on her forehead, then emitted a sigh of resignation that contained a touch of disappointment. “Perhaps it would be better if I left so you could get some sleep.”
    She shook her head. “Uh…no. I’m fine…really. I don’t usually drink this much and especially not champagne. It was all the birthday festivities…uh…I’ll make some coffee.”
    “I think some fresh air might be a better idea.” Dane stood up and held out his hand toward her. “Come on,” he extended his most sincere smile, “we’ll take a walk around the block. Then if you still want some coffee, I’ll make it.”
    After a moment’s hesitation, she placed her hand in his. “We can take that walk if you’d like, but please don’t feel you need to sober me up. I’m fine.” She flashed a warm smile. “Honest.”
    Dane clasped her hand in his, resulting in a hard jolt of lust. Even though he had learned to disassociate his physical desires from his Macho Marauder performances, he still didn’t have a whole lot of control over the aftereffects that told him he was every bit as horny as