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fact, he’s been so successful that I’m going to be able to settle the entire debt a year sooner than I originally thought.” And then I can start to think about a personal life again.
    The street lights provided just enough illumination for Shasta to see the faraway look in his eyes, one that told her he had given her all the explanation he intended to. It left her wondering why he hadn’t mentioned his father or any siblings and why his voice held a hard edge when saying he was the only one around to take care of his mother. It was obviously a very private matter for him—private and painful. Something he didn’t intend to discuss.
    And something she knew was none of her business.
    A soft warmth spread through her body and touched her heart. This sexy man whose physical presence had been driving her crazy for several months had turned out to be quite a surprise in more ways than one. First as a male stripper exuding hot sex, then as an honorable man striving to do the right thing even though it would have been much easier to walk away. A very powerful combination—raw sexual magnetism and personal integrity.
    They walked for several blocks while engaging in casual conversation, eventually arriving back at her house. He had proved to be even more fascinating than she originally thought. He knew exactly who he was and what he wanted, a man able to live comfortably with his own reality. He presented a commanding physical presence even without the Macho Marauder’s costume.
    There was so much more she wanted to know about him. But right now she wanted a night of unbridled passion with the sexiest man alive. The nipple rings created erotic little twinges, arousing her desires even more than they already were. She had given a quick thought to removing them but decided to immerse herself in the provocative new sensation they provided.
    Back at her house, she headed for the kitchen. “I’ll make that coffee now.”
    He grabbed her arm and stopped her in the dining room before she reached the kitchen door. “Don’t go to the trouble on my account. How are you feeling?”
    “I’m fine. That walk in the fresh air is just what I needed.” She flashed a smile, half appreciative and half embarrassed. “I must apologize. Champagne makes me act…well, it does strange things to me. The party and…”
    Dane laced their fingers together, tugging gently until he had her enfolded in his arms. Her breasts pressed against his chest, her tautly puckered nipples obvious even through both of their shirts. And the nipple rings she had not been wearing when he did his act, the ones he couldn’t help but notice among the birthday gifts on the table, were now blatantly obvious as they adorned her breasts.
    With one arm banded around her back, he threaded the fingers of his other hand through the soft strands of her auburn hair. A moment of uncertainty made him pause. If he had asked her out to dinner, a legitimate date separate from his stripper job, then he would welcome this opportunity to be with her. To revel in the anticipation of what the night could bring and proceed with confidence. But the circumstances left him uncertain. Perhaps if he…
    Shasta took the decision away from him. She slipped her arms around his neck and lifted her mouth to his. Her actions, neither tentative nor unsure, caught him off guard, but only for a second. He shoved aside his concerns and captured her mouth with a kiss that demanded everything of her and promised as much in return.
    She tasted of champagne and pizza, a strange yet intriguing combination. He flicked his tongue across her lower lip, then invaded her mouth with a heated passion that left no question about his desires or where they were headed.
    He caressed her shoulders and back, finally running his hands across her perfectly rounded rear end. He snuggled her hips against his. A tightness pulled across his chest as his arousal grew. Even through her jeans, he felt the heat radiating from