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She ran a towel over the da look "Women talk, especially around alcohol Your na and cocked his head "Not gonna leave , are you?"

She played with the chain around her neck, studying hi, Slick Don Juan has nada on you Seeood company out of it, and always respectful There’s been a line of woh my door, and you seem to have been acquainted with a lot of the bad to say about you In fact, ain if only you’d ask"

He lifted his broaiting for the knockout "And still you don’t like o out with me Why?"

Her smile was luscious and real slow, just the way he liked it "Because I’ for a husband"

Ah, shit

Raven had trouble keeping a straight face when she caught the flash of horror in those wicked blue eyes He looked like a trapped anie away at the slightest ht about her problehts She desperately needed him to keep his distance due to the intense attraction between the to see what he knew about their parents If she got to know hi close to hi sex was an issue, but the perfect solution had finally appeared

Honesty

Tell hi kind His fear of commitment was stamped on his actions clearer than a tattoo But Raven sensed the man held a code of honor Sure, he slept with any female who moved, but they all seemed happy and content with his behavior A man-whore asshole wouldn’t elicit such a reaction from his exes It would be impossible That told her he h to disengage at the exact right time to minimize casualties of love Brilliant But not mean

Raven could ith that

Besides, she wouldn’t ful relationship It was tiet real with her Handle her past without judght

Her mission was clear Force hih to spy on

She tried hard not to smile as the horror on his features rowl of sound, s "You want a husband?"

She nodded "I’ around, and now I’ toward a solid future"

He rubbed his head, olden hair "But, why?"

"Don’t you ever get tired of endless affairs and little substance?" she asked curiously

He blinked Those thick, dark lashes and the sheer beauty of his face distracted her for a moment "No Besides, o type of guy, no ht"

She nodded Point taken "Why do you seem surprised?"

"You don’t look like the type to want to settle down"

His stark words stole her breath Red-hot anger stabbed at her Yes, she owned a bar, had a tat, and had always been dubbed a sexpot, just from her looks She dressed like a confident woed off others’ opinions like a cheap shawl, but she’d hoped Dalton wouldn’t have ments about her Why was she surprised? He only wanted to seduce her, pat her on the head, and ood about the whole encounter the next day Orshe was easy Tiht