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“And I don’t think I’ll ever get all of your American ones”

I could see it She was considering it The walls were co down

“I’rumbled

I slung a heavy arm around her shoulder as if she were an old friend, not the woman I lusted over for the past month “Never, baby”

She rolled her eyes, tossingme baby None of those weird animal names either None of that Australian stuff This is a professional interview You’re not getting back in my pants”

“Aren’t you wearing a skirt?” I glanced toward the tops of her thighs and followed the lines to the fabric hugging her ass

She huffed “Seriously?”

I laughed “Calm down, I’ll do the interview”

“The interview isn’t what I’m worried about”

I felt the challenge The thrill of the chase in front of ht have been a month since I had taken Ava to bed, but we’d be back there in a et I was pissed as hell I’d forget everything but how fucking a she was

Chapter Four

Ava

It was clear the Rio heat haddown the sideith Blaine Crews How had this happened?

He was a re I shouldn’t do

A drunken night Blurring the lines ofmy hopes up that he wasn’t a playboy like everyone said he was Drinking too reen eyes, sculpted ar to o home with him