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“I’m not a stripper” He placed his hands on her knees and pulled them apart

“Really?” Her voice was high and every muscle in her body locked How could he touch her so inti it very well”

She looked down at hiht off the memories How many times had they been like this? How many times had their position been reversed? Cole kne to touch her, please her with his hands and mouth She never found that kind of satisfaction anywhere else

Cole lifted her leg and placed it over his bare shoulder Angie saw his expression She recognized the desire and so bittersweet She didn’t knohy he felt that way He was the one alked away

She couldn’t fight the pang ofaway She held up her hands in defeat She couldn’t do this Not with Cole When they were together, the sex they had was ro She didn’t want to respond to the same routine he did for any woman who had a dollar “This lap dance is over”

“Not yet” Still kneeling between her legs, Cole slowly slid his body up against hers

Angie inhaled sharply as she rele of his body How it felt to curl up against his hard chest, cling to his broad shoulders and wrap her legs against his waist

She felt the sweat beading on her skin and tried to re twinkle in Cole’s eyes Did he reie looked away “I’ to accomplish here”

“Then this must be your first time at a strip club”

She turned back and frowned at hi your time with me”

Cole gave a crooked s with you”

She stilled as the words washed over her How could he say that when he’d dumped her and never stayed in touch? “We’re done”

“No, wait” He quickly straddled her legs and grabbed the back of her chair again She was trapped and considered pushing hiainst his naked skin “I have so to tell you”

“Yeah, I got it” She searched for a safe spot to focus on, trying not to notice the way his broad chest rose and fell, or how his rock-hard abs glea “I heard what you said You’re not really a stripper Leta favor for a friend?”