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She followed his gaze and sighed “I see the her dark hair over her shoulder “Happens all the time So what?”

“So what?” he repeated, incensed, though he wasn’t exactly sure why She really had no idea what evil lurked in the hearts of men She needed his protection, now, more than ever “Think of Antonio Think of your dad They wouldn’t want you putting yourself on display for creeps like that”

Her eyes saddened, the way they always did at the ht-knit Italian, and Eva and Antonio the first generation of Fiorinis to be born on A to please the people she lovedfor her, which hy Jack knew these past few years had been hard for her She was probably lost, noithout her parents or Antonio to guide her

He was about to say as much when she blinked and miraculously, her stricken look was replaced by a hard, aloof glance “Well Then I guess it’s good they’re not here to see me”

Jack opened his mouth, but for once found himself speechless Just then, the maître d’ arrived to escort them to their table Jack welcouard In fact, it never happened Even in boardrooest sharks in the city, Jack never broke a sweat Antonio had been the diplomat, while Jack had tempered his partner’s charm with the bad cop routine Antonio had schh-as-nails closer He’d earned his reputation as an asshole, but he liked it that way He liked being unpredictable and rash, the ure out

Let the bastards try He would stay one step ahead—of them and everyone else

He followed Eva to the table, taking in her perfect, heart-shaped ass, the sway of her hips, the curves of her body His dick enjoyed the view far too et off on sweet and sensual or was it so a little spicier that asped in pleasure?

Careful, asshole, or you’ll have a hard-on for your best friend’s little sister before they bring the bread basket

When they sat down, Eva leaned over, granting hie The fabric of her dress was so for and fli through She had fabulous tits He’d love to have his mouth on them, to lick those rosy peaks as he palmed the soft flesh of her breasts

Da a bra?

His skin heated everywhere To think, thisunder control

He had to regain his perspective Focus, Bennett

He leaned back, crossing his ar his authority over all he surveyed “Look, I need you at Tuesday’s boardWe have to convince the

shareholders to let us split your brother’s shares before they get it stuck in their heads that it’s tie”

“A change?” she said, rather disinterestedly, her ar packet