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Hopefully he would be wearingto cootten when she’d tracked down Chad to his brother’s house nearly three o
Through the course of her career working with sports stars and actors, she had seen a lot of good-looking men—men ould have sensible wo their panties But that man, the eldest Gamble brother, had officially been the hottest male she’d ever laid eyes on She wasn’t sure if it was the wild shoulder-length hair or those startling blue eyes Or it could’ve been those incredibly wide shoulders that would make any woman feel petite, or that rock-hard chest and those abs…
“What a those thoughts aside
Going to hi hi off those hard, nad abs, no matter how touchable those abs appeared to be And the last thing she needed to be doing right noas hly unlikely that he’d be happy to see her, but he sort of owed her his services She had played a rather excellent ers
She was still waiting on that wedding invitation
Scooping up the letters, Alana placed them inside a file folder labeled assle and shoved the folder into her leather satchel She left her apartment, in search of a very different type of assle
…
Chandler Gamble’s phone vibrated in the pocket of his jeans for the second ti it He should ignore it What was going on in front of him should have his undivided attention Any other time, it would
On her knees between his widespread legs, Paula was in a position he doubted she was nor a district attorney and all She ran her hands up and down his thighs, each pass bringing the tips of her red-painted fingernails to the center of his legs Her movements ell practiced She knehat he liked
The red corset she as laced up tight, practically shoving her caramel-colored brsts up to her chin Some men were into brsts, others eneral All of it But when he ith Paula, he turned into a breast s were the stuff that wet dreams were made of
But tonight? The last couple ofthan any other place on his body, which was kind of a damn shame
Paula slipped a hand up the inside of his thigh “I’ve missed you”
He laughed, sliding farther down in the oversize cushioned chair, spreading his legs farther “No you didn’t”
Her pretty lips pouted “You haven’t come to see me since February Or anyone, from what I’ve heard”
A brow rose He didn’t like the idea of anyone keeping tabs on him
“You haven’t even been to the club,” she said
“So?”
“That’s not like you” She placed her hands on the chair between his legs, drawing his eyes down to her iined much smaller brsts plumped up over the lacy trim and little bows
And there were about awith that
Irritated, he scrubbed the pal his jaw The faint stubble pricked his skin What the hell rong with him? He’d been at Leather and Lace for almost an hour now and by this time he would’ve already been behind a wo in and out
“Want to talk?” she asked, pushing back fro her hands demurely
He laughed drily “No, honey, but thanks”
One delicate, satiny shoulder rose “You sure? You’refor months? I orried”
Chandler bit back another laugh That wasn’t likely Paula was good, great even And their sexual…tastes matched, but when he wasn’t around, there was always someone else Like him, she enjoyed sex Lots, really, except lately, he’d been only getting it on with his hand
“I don’t want to talk,” he said again
Thick lashes lowered as she toyed with the knot between her brsts “No talking? I can do that”
He watched her rise fluidly Paula was a tall woman, and in her “come fk me” heels, she nearly reached his six feet and four inches She pivoted gracefully, and he got an eyeful of her ass The scrap of lace between her cheeks revealed ue across from him
It was a nice view—a beautiful view Paula’s skin was like smooth coffee, and he knew from personal experience that an hour with that woet a year of life, but…
Any other tio again, but the lust stirring in his veins wasn’t anything to write ho what little Miss Paula was
She cast a look over her shoulder as she bit down on her lip Still nothing at all She placed a shapely knee on the lounge and bent over, planting her hands near the top of the chair, and then brought her other leg up Nice—very nice
And yet there was really nothing happening in his jeans
Bending down, she stuck her ass in the air “I think I’ve been naughty, Chandler”
He cocked a brow “You have?”
She blinked innocently “I think I need to be punished”
Fine, barely there tendrils of lust stirred in his gut Okay It was official His ck had taken a vacay into celibacy land Fuck Him
Tipping his head back, he stifled a groan What in the fk was he even doing here? It was either this or hang out with his brothers, and who in the hell in their right mind wanted to do that shit? All Chase and Chad talked about were their woed the out with two old wo plans
And if he had to hear about the difference between ivory and white oneto shoot someone
Hell, ask hiht the playboy of the three of thehed straight in your face But Chase was in love And so was their pro baseball player brother, Chad Despite the shit they’d dealt with growing up
The thing was, and contrary to everyone’s assu his brothers— Chandler didn’t have any proble down While those ere unaware of the Gaht Chandler was the most affected by it due to his…habits and the fact he rarely stayed with one woh common sense to know that not all relationships were like his parents’ Spending time with the Daniels family—Chase’s fiancée’s family—had helped prove that ether and all that shit In reality, he had always been the least affected by his bastard of a father and train wreck of a mother
He just hadn’t met the woman he wanted to be with for more than a few hours here and there or involve in any aspect of his life