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“You’ve got me there” The music industry could be cutthroat, but she stayed out of the business side as much as possible

“Can I sweeten the draith an offer of refreshments?” he asked

Why did the word draw sound so much like defeat? “What kind of refreshments?” she asked, tempted despite her neakened sense of competition

“Macadamia nut cookies and baklava My housekeeper was very happy to have her norhts of futile atte man flew from her mind “You’ve sold et out of the pool after nearly drowning herself when she forgot to keep treading water while watching hisaway from her toward one of the shower enclosures

Neo heated the water for tea to go with their pastries and reminded himself of all the reasons he could not bed the sexy wouest bathroo love to her in the pool Then on the deck when she’d stepped out of the water

He should never have looked back before closing the door on the shower roos not re

But damn did she look delectable in a swimsuit Supermodels would kill for a body so well-toned Cassandra wasn’t anorexically thin like those wo bones in places where at least a minis that jiggled were supposed to Even if her curves were ly succulent Petite but perfect breasts and slobes of a bottom that tempted his hands and mouth He had wanted to leave a love bite on one flawlessvery different than what she’d intended with her dunking game When he picked her up to toss her into the pool, he’d very nearly brought her body to his o to splash in the water

Oh, hell What had he been thinking suggesting she use the pool?

That she’d wear one of theroom That’s what Absolutely not that she’d choose to swiles that revealedAnd Cassandra had a perfect butt

Luscious Well-rounded, but clearly the result of time spent in her exercise room because…damn Perfect Yes, that was the only word that fit And the lack of tan line indicated whatever sunbathing she did, she wore a suit of similar construction

His heart could barely take the strain of thinking about that one His virginal friend was too da the continued sound of the hair dryer justher dry those glorious, silky tresses What worew her hair to her waist like Cassandra had? Didn’t she know it took too hed at his own otten thethe soft brown curtain was until he’d seen her braid as she sat beside the pool It hung down the ainst the top curve of her backside He had immediately wanted to see what the brown silk would look like fanned out on his pillow, or hanging down around both their faces as she rode him to ecstasy

His eyes slid shut, the pain of unabated arousal huh him as he bit off a Greek word even he didn’t say very often

He grabbed his phone and dialed