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Teague nodded, his eyesto their place “I a dinner, and his stoht

“I heard that,” Morgan giggled

“Me too,” Harry added

Sabrina appeared on the deck “Dinner’s almost ready,” she shouted down to them

“Why don’t you guys head on up and tell your ot to take a quick shower”

Morgan took off at a run “Okay Tigger!”

Harry followed suit and Teague waited until they were safely to the deck before he headed back to his own place He’d just tore off his sweat-soaked bandana and clothes when his cell phone rang Rifling through the pockets of his shorts he grabbed his cell, and nude, paused in his bedroom

Richard Bowen

Instantly he tensed and rolled his shoulders, and for several ers hovered over the nuuy must have a lead on a story Why else would he reach out to Teague?

He stared down at the nu that they blurred and, with a curse, he tossed the cell phone onto his bed and headed into the shower There was a time when he’d have returned the er and intrigue would get him pumped

He’d call Bowen back, just not right now

Right now the thought of spending the evening with Sabrina Campbell was all he needed It was another, what-the-fuckhatever the hell this was between the, a man of his word

Twenty e, a bottle of red wine in one hand and Bingo in the other The daue’s place and had been waiting for hi

“I wondered where he went”

Teague had just stepped into the Cae and paused in the doorway, eyes on the woman before him Sabrina wore a simple white dress that sure as hell coveredsexy about that Especially because he knew exactly rapped up in that little package