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did want more — which he adamantly told himself he didn”t — it couldn”t be
    with Mitch and Tomi. Hell, the only reason they were even in Puerto Rico at all was so they
    could get married. They wanted to enjoy themselves and each other before they headed back
    home to New York. As appealing as the thought was, Linc suspected that having a fling with
    a stranger wasn”t on their list of things to do during their honeymoon.
    Nope, Tomi and Mitch definitely weren”t the couple for him. They were just some nice
    customers he was joining for dinner and would probably never see again after tonight.
    Yeah, right. Linc snorted. Tell that to his racing heart and throbbing dick. The thought
    of seeing them again made him more excited than he had any right to be.
    They were already waiting for him in the hotel lobby when he arrived. Linc watched
    as they walked in his direction, his arousal increasing with every step they made toward his
    car. He got out and met them at the curb. Reaching out, he tried to shake Tomi”s hand, but
    she ignored his outstretched hand and pulled him into a brief embrace instead.
    Linc wanted to groan. God, she felt so damn good in his arms. Her body was soft and
    warm, and the sweet, seductive scent of her perfume teased his nose and made him ache.
    With effort, Linc released her and reached out to shake Mitch”s hand.
    “I hope we”re dressed okay,” Tomi said, glancing at Mitch and back to him. “We
    weren”t sure what kind of restaurant we were going to.”
    From where Linc stood, they looked a hell of a lot better than okay. Tomi wore a short-sleeved dress with a colorful paisley print. It was short enough to show off her beautiful legs,
    and the neckline plunged deep enough to display her incredible cleavage. Mitch looked
    equally as good in a pair of loose-fitting, cream-colored linen cargo pants and a white linen
    shirt. “Trust me, you”re fine.” Linc held the car door open for her while Mitch opened the
    rear door and had a seat in the back. “You both look great.”
    “Thanks.” She smiled up at him as she got into the car. “You do too. The color of that
    shirt looks good against your skin. It reminds me of Mitch”s eyes.”
    Linc glanced down at his shirt. Tomi was right. The different shades of blue were
    similar to Mitch”s eyes. And he”d admit — if only to himself — that it was the reason he”d
    chosen to wear this particular shirt tonight.
    “Nice car,” Mitch commented from the backseat once Linc climbed into the car.
    “Thanks.” He smiled at Mitch through the rearview mirror as he started the engine. “It
    was one of the few luxuries that I brought with me when I moved here.” Linc lovingly
    caressed the steering wheel of his Mercedes-Benz. It cost him a fortune when he”d purchased
    it eight years ago, and it was ridiculously expensive to maintain, but it was worth every
    penny. Although he”d bought other cars over the years, this one still ranked as his favorite,
    and it was one of the few possessions he”d kept from his previous life.
    “So, you”re not originally from Puerto Rico?” Mitch asked.
    “No,” Linc said as he pulled away from the hotel. “I was born and raised in Brooklyn.
    But my parents are from here, and I have a lot of family here as well.”
    “Well, that explains it.” Tomi laughed. “I thought I detected an East Coast accent in
    your voice.”
    Shaking his head, Linc smiled. “No matter how hard I try, I can”t seem to get rid of it.”
    “Don”t bother. I like it. It sounds sexy.”
    Linc laughed hard. “I think that”s the first time anyone has ever told me that.” Inside,
    he hoped that his voice wasn”t the only thing about him that Tomi found sexy. “What about
    you two? Are you both originally from New York as well?”
    “I grew up in Greenwich, Connecticut.” Linc glanced up at the sound of Mitch”s voice.
    From his tone, it was clear that he was less than impressed with his birthplace. “Good