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kiss.
    “ Hmmm,
I don't know,” Danni said. “The different time zones
might make that difficult.”
    “ We
won't know unless we try,” Chase said.
    The smile on Danni's face
made her eyes sparkle. “I like trying new things,” she
said. “How about you?”
    Chase chuckled and pressed
his lips to hers. “Depends on what we're trying,” he
said. “Until I know the specifics, I can't give you an
answer.”
    Danni rolled onto her side
against Chase. “Maybe when I get home we can invite Allison
and her new boyfriend over for dinner,” she said.
    “ Allison
has a boyfriend?”
    “ Yeah,
and he's totally hot, too,” Danni said. Her fingers inched
down and cupped Chase's bulge. “I bet you'd like getting naked
with him.” Danni felt his cock flex inside his jeans and
smiled. “I'm sensing you like that idea,” she said.
    Chase pushed Danni's hand
away from his groin. “Come on, Danni. Don't do that.”
    “ Do
what?”
    “ Don't
make me regret sharing that with you,” he said. He started to
sit up on the bed, as if to leave. “I already told you, I have
no intention of acting on it, so let's not talk about it.”
    -0-
    Chase watched the long
moving truck backing into the driveway and the shiny, black Porsche
pulling up beside it to park.
    “ Right
on time,” Chase mumbled to himself.
    The cleaners had finished up
that morning and he'd made sure the lawns were mowed and the flower
beds tended to, as well. It all looked perfect. All he had left to
do was make sure this dude was able to let himself inside the house
and he could finish up his day with a shower and a cold beer.
    Chase
saw the man slide from the front seat of the sport's car and stand up
beside it, closing the door. He was well over six feet tall with
shoulder length, dark blond hair with lighter streaks on top and a
well-manicured, deep brown goatee framing his mouth and chin. A
tight, vintage t-shirt stretched across his muscled chest and stomach
was tucked into a pair of low riding jeans that hugged his narrow
hips.
    Chase
waved at him from the edge of the freshly trimmed hedges surrounding
the pool area. The man acknowledged Chase with a nod and approached
him. Broad shoulders, trim waist and a swagger that kept Chase
standing in place. Each step he took brought more of his subtle
details into focus for Chase. The skin visible below the short
sleeves of the shirt displayed tattoos running along the underside of
his forearms. One appeared to be a colorful dragon with a long tail
that curled around his arm and stopped by his wrist. The second was
a centaur reaching for what appeared to be a man. A delicate silver
hoop pierced one nostril and a small rod went through his left
eyebrow. His earlobes both had multiple earrings consisting of hoops
and studs. One stud was a diamond; the sun caught it and made it
sparkle. Black aviator sunglasses concealed his eyes. As rough as
he looked, his smile was killer perfect; his face warm and friendly.
Chase found himself wanting to see his eyes.
    A moment later, the man
stood before him with his hand outstretched to shake and that amazing
smile curling his lips.
    “ Benson
said I'd meet you here,” the man said. “You must be the
property manager.”
    Chase
shook his hand, taking note of the smooth palm, the strength of the
long fingers and the calluses on each pad, as they clamped around his
hand.
    “ Yes,
I'm Chase Middleton,” he said, the firm shake of their hands
making his breath catch.
    “ Nice
to meet you, Chase. I'm Alex Metcalf,” he said. He removed
his sunglasses and revealed a pair of deep emerald eyes with light
brown flecks around the iris's.
    Chase nodded and reached
into the front pocket of his jeans. He pulled out a set of keys to
the main house and handed them to Alex. “The gold key is for
the front door,” Chase said. “The silver key is for the
back door. All the instructions and security codes are listed in a
folder on the kitchen counter, but if you have any questions, I