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five-year-old and quietly gather my files and purse before walking calmly toward my bedroom.
    “Pleasure to meet you, Ben,” I mumble when I skirt past his hulky frame.
    “Pleasure’s all mine, Addy.” He smiles when our eyes catch. Big and intimidating is actually not so much when he smiles. He’s quite attractive, really. I stop, giving him my full attention, an idea forming in my head.
    “Say, what are you doing tonight?”
    “Ah…” The smile drops from his face in a hot second and his eyes dart back and forth between Luke and me. I don’t look at Luke, certain he’s twenty kinds of pissed at my invitation. I can practically feel the waves of anger wafting across the small space, crashing into me. Well, tough shit. Two can play this little game, fireball . I smile but keep it inside.
    “He’s busy,” Luke barks and now I do slide my gaze his way.
    “Well, see…I didn’t ask you and Ben here is a big boy, so he can answer for himself.”
    “Bigs, leave.” Luke’s volcanic eyes never leave mine and now I let my smile out, giving my attention back to the man in front of me. Bigs . The man I’m irresponsibly and selfishly using to get under Luke’s skin. I turn up the flirt another notch…or ten.
    What the hell is wrong with me?
    Resting a hand on his forearm, I ask, “Ben, I’ve had a long day. How about a drink or two at the little bar down the street?”
    “Like hell,” Luke bellows.
    Ben’s eyes have been volleying between Luke and me in amusement. Gently, he places a hand over mine, removing it with the utmost care, like I might break if he moves too fast. “Sorry, doll. Love to, but I’m pretty attached to my balls. And my manhood.” He strides for the door, long legs eating the short distance. “Later, man. I’ll return the rental,” he calls behind him before sealing Luke and me in this tiny space alone.
    We have another silent face-off before I huff and spin on my heels. Heading down the hallway, I shut myself into the safety of my sanctuary and take a deep breath for the first time in minutes, pissed I didn’t grab a beer, or twelve, on my way. I need one now more than ever, but there’s no way I’m about to step foot outside my locked door for the rest of the night.
    Great, I’m now a prisoner in my own home.
    I close my eyes, wondering what in the hell I’m going to do no. No matter how much screaming, yelling, or protesting I do, I already know Luke Colloway is as stubborn as the day is long.
    If he wants to live here, he will…and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.

Chapter 4
    I watch her tight ass disappear into her room, my mouth watering for a taste.
    Well, that went better than I thought , I think, pulling another beer from the fridge.
    Far better, actually.
    Balls are aching, but I’m not choking on them.
    Not a mark on me, although under the right circumstances, they’d be most welcome.
    And I still have two functioning eyes, which I thought for a few seconds she was gonna scratch out.
    She does a number on me, that’s for sure. I could pound nails I’m so fucking hard. I’ll definitely be jerkin’ the gherkin tonight, but I don’t plan on doing that for any extended period of time.
    Now that I’ve seen my fireball again, I am more determined than ever to get everything I want.
    Which, in case you haven’t figured it out yet…is her underneath me, hot and needy, while I kiss her slow and bring her up fast, her throaty pants spurning me on as I lavish unparalleled pleasure all over her body.
    In other words: I want to fuck her raw and fuck her hard. And I don’t plan on waiting long to do just that.

Chapter 5
    L eaning against the door , I tell myself… think, think, think . There has to be some way out of this. Dumping my stuff on my dresser, I sift through my purse until I find my cell, calling the one person I know will have answers. Quickly, punching a series of buttons, the phone rings.
    Once.
    Twice.
    Three times.
    “Hello,” a tired

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