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"What&039;s your best seller? Cupcakes?"

"Booze"

He laughed "That&039;s not surprising in Milwaukee"

"So I&039;ve noticed"

Dean lay back on the bench as she stepped behind the long barbell "Well, I can&039;t wait to check it out I bet your cupcakes are a up at her breasts

Her face flushed "They are," she replied softly, scanning the long bar and heavy plates through uncertain eyes

"Now, if I get pinned, I just need you to call 911 Okay?"

Her s the bar with a shoulder width grip, he pushed it fro not to blatantly admire her well rounded breasts Her smell filled his senses as he lowered the heavy bar to his chest and pushed it back up with her staring down at hinited a halo-like glow around her, like an angel sent froate The reps went by in a dizzy blur He took his tiue and struggled with the bar only halfway back up His face turned red and her eyebrows dipped together

"Call 911," he choked, his cheeks ballooning with pressure

She sprang into action and lifted the bar with both hands, helping hi its heavy weight for the whole rooerated breaths "Thank God you were here! You just savedand half frowning, her hand covering her heart "Are you okay?"

"Thanks to you I am," he panted "Bit off more than I can chew"

She unleashed the warmest smile he had ever seen, one he wouldn&039;t trade for the world "Well, I&039; her leg or not Her elanced to the front doors "Well, I should probably get"

Dean hopped to his feet, giving himself a head rush that made him stumble a bit "The least I could do is show you around so ain, not nearly as waraze to her black Adidas with hot pink soles "I&039;m sure you would&039;ve survived"

He wiped his forehead with the towel "How about Saturday night?"

She looked back up, those green eyeshis head swim

He cleared his throat "Not a date," he quickly added "More like a tour thing"

She squinted at hi?"

"Yeah, with drinks and dinner and stuffMaybe a bullhorn"

A smirk pulled at the corner of her lips She nodded to the front desk "Have you given her the tour?"

Dean followed her nod with his ain He sed dryly, grasping for words "Stacey? She&039;s just an old friend"

She slowly nodded "I have to work late on Saturday, but thanks for the offer"

He watched her make a beeline for the front doors, stunned by his inability to close the deal "Hey!"

She stopped and turned to face hi nearby

"What&039;s your na "Evy"

It was thefrom those sweet red lips "I&039;m Dean"

She flashed hilass doors He watched her butt shake as she went, caught up in its spell, unable to tear his gaze away even after she had slipped outside

"I&039;ht"

Dean&039;s brow folded He slowly turned to a gray haired worin cut across her wrinkly cheeks, her eyes shi like diamonds

Dean couldn&039;t stop a shed sharply and slapped his ar? I&039;d starve to death by then! I eat at five on the dot so make it four-thirty"

"Bu back up front and wiping his face with the towel He stared past Stacey, the wheels spinning in hiswhat he had to do