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Actually, tonight, there’s only one thing on ht, or will Maverick be joininga dance for about four u

Do I want hi, yes How could I not? He’s six feet, two inches of dark, ht an ice hockey player could be as sexy as he is, but in the hundred plus days since I met him, I’ve turned into a hotbecause of how hot I am for him

Just the way he sips his whiskey, licking his lips afterward, ether No one has ever undone me with just a look the way he does And his voice affectsme to toss my chips in a trash can and climb him every time we meet in a casino

Will I live up to his ih? Maverick thinks he and I will be like sexual napalm—an explosive, rare combination that will put all our past partners to shame

I think his idea of Gia Ford is randiose than the reality Still, there’s a voice in the back ofme of all the times he’s told me I’m one of a kind That I’ And he’s right on all counts

“Hey,” the woes me

“Oh”

I snap out of my daydream and look at my cards, then check to the dealer

“Weak,” the cigar-s prick next to me mutters

I just sas for nine o every day They win some money, think they’re the race the Strip, and end up going ho with the hope of winning more

I’ve never wanted more At least not for hts on …ould ave in and let hi over every inch of skin on ht and trusted him to make the decisions?

I can’t control myself when I’m around you All I can think about is your perfect round ass and that smart mouth Let me show you how crazy you make me

Maverick’s words echo in my mind as I tap the table to hit for another card I don’t even register what it is, aze locked onto Maverick and his fixed on me