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Dalanced around for their waiter “If you don’t act quickly, Mr Malloy, soot to his feet “Excuseto check at the bar for our drinks This is taking too long” Slow service was a pain in his backside

Deliberately, he took the long way around his neighbor’s table for a closer look Ti, deliciously arched neck A vein throbbed under that velvet skin He could see it pulsing, hear it pu, and itched to taste it, to feel the flutter under his tongue He expected her to lower her lashes under his uncivilized stare, but sheonto his He ran his fingers over the edge of her table as he passed

“Do you seriously expect the them?” a silky voice asked

He stopped dead, and turned slowly “Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” she said

“Are you talking to me, honey?”

“I don’t see any other shit talkers around here” She leaned back in her chair, a challenge in her posture and expectation in the way she measured him

He walked two steps back to her table “Do we know each other?”

“No”

His eyes were drawn to her lips as she offered hi short of scrumptious

“As trite as it sounds, I think you would’ve remembered me”

“Absolutely” He assessed her figure-hugging dress “New in town?”

She cocked a shoulder “Maybe”

“I’d love an introduction”

She got to her feet She was tall for a woht for him

“I don’t usuallybusinessmen’s money” Her tone was amused rather than unfriendly “Or their wives,” she added and, with a kiss over her shoulder, walked to the exit with swaying hips