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“Just how rinned and flashed those damn dimples that never hesitated to make my panties wet Just a little Okay, a lot

“Lucky you” I hadn’t seenabout her and the family I used to have The ious fah by rejectingto fix me I hoped they believed I was dead because itfor ive anything if I could stop thinking about it

“What do you want, Minx?”

I blinked and looked up to see a pretty Mexican waitress and Cash staring at me with concerned eyes “Oh, uarita on the rocks”—Cash looked ateyes that shone with surprise— “and fresh chips and salsa please”

“Healthy appetite,” he said once the waitress was gone

“Is that a problem?”

“Not at all I love a woman who loves to eat” He winked and sipped his water as if he hadn’t just put a dirty inored the part of his statement I didn’t want to deal with

“I doubt that You strike irls that nibble on salad as you regale the on a big juicy steak”

He laughed and da when his face softened in laughter All the stress lines of years in battle disappeared, leaving hi emerald eyes “I would never presume to tell a woe you, but only silently”

I couldn’t help the laughter that bubbled up out of me at his witty words Despite the intensity I always spotted in hioofball with a wicked sense of hued

“So, Minx,”—he sat back casually, a soothing smile on his face— “tell me about yourself”

My gaze narrowed, and my bullshit detector rose “What do you want to know?” I had no real experience dealing with men on a personal level like this other than the club, and those guys treated me like a little sister so I was out of n territory for me

“Where are you from for starters?”

“I lived in Terre Haute before…everything”

“Have you been back since you left?”