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And Matt had brought it back in

Like a draft through a cracked door, all sorts of things had come in with Matt Howe

Desire was curling around her like a hot breeze, tighter and tighter until she couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe without wondering what that bead of sweat against his neck ht taste like, what his hair would feel like between her fingers His body, strong and—

“Moirl, startled and ehts “Do you like Matt?”

“Do you?” she asked, hot with discomfort

Katie shrugged “I don’t know”

“That’s how I feel, too,” she said and pressed her lips to Katie’s forehead

CHAPTER SEVEN

THE HOURS UNTIL MIDNIGHT crawled and Matt wondered, watching the clouds over the ot had in store for him

Luckily, he wasn’t conflicted about going He was going—no doubt about it This was his chance to get a look at the rooot, see what he ht be able to pry out of her

And, the truth was, he was bored

The dark hallways didn’t sothe rotten spots he’d discovered The dih the dark house

At the door, unsure if he was about to be the object of a twisted Mrs Robinson situation, he took a deep breath and knocked, the door creaking open slightly under his fist

“Coot said, and he stepped the rest of the way in the rooh a deck of cards A cigar was s in a crystal ashtray at her elbow

Behind her was nothing but shadows, the walls black blurs

“Drink?” she asked, pointing to the tray of bottles on her dresser

He shook his head “What…ah—”

It didn’t look like seduction, but he wasn’t entirely sure of what it did look like

“Poker,” she said, the cards roaring as she shuffled them “You’re here to play poker” She quirked an eyebrow at hi else?”

He grinned, feeling a blush climb his cheeks “Honestly, I didn’t knohat to expect”

“Five card,” she said “You can expect five card and as soon as—”

The door opened behind hi he was about to be scolded by Savannah again, but it was Katie who ca in the door