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That’s it

Quick as lightning, her hand snaked across the bar She snatched the water hose attached to the sink under the counter With a flick of her wrist, she aimed the nozzle and let it rip

The geyser soaked his shirt until it clung to his brawny chest

Chris cut short her satisfaction, rasp, he handed it to Suzie like a hot potato

A histle blasted across the room

“You better get thatrooets a little too excited seeing all those muscles”

Claire glanced over Sure enough, Jake had peeled off his sopping-wet shirt He did, indeed, haveof dark hair covered his pecs Hertrail of hair until it dipped into the low-slung waistband of his jeans She balled her hands to avoid reaching out and tracing the shadows on his six pack Gritting her teeth, she forced her gaze to his face

The bastard grinned at her Her clit tingled in response

Damn Why did she alant the cocky jerks? There et out of here and give herself a chance to get her treacherous body under cont

rol

“Chris, why don’t you coet a shirt for Mr Warrick? We wouldn’t want him to catch cold”

She stomped toward the storeroom

Jake winked at the interfering old lady in the dining room and sat down at the bar Man, that water had been cold, even if the wo it had been on fire

What the hell had he been thinking, challenging her like that? He knew the rules He had to win over the witnesses, gain their trust and chariven the er to every one of those requirements What had this woman done to him?

She’d walked in with fla out of the ends of her auburn hair, chocolate-brown eyes blazing Dressed in a dark purple dress that wrapped around her tight body, highlighting her large breasts His body responded to the fierce pixie Strongly He couldn’t stop hi her inferno Her heat had spread to hiht of his mission to ash