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“Or not,” he murmured sarcastically

When she lowered the glass and licked at the wine on her wet lips, he fisted his hands against the urge to grab her and kiss her Would she taste as good as she smelled?

Whoa No way Tiet the fuck out

He spun around and headed for the door

“Hey!”

Her excla him with an intensity that made his heart thud hard She knows She’d read his mind and kneanted to kiss her and taste her and touch her until—

Fuck, !

“You’re an accountant, right?”

He blinked at the unexpected question “Uh…yeah”

“I can’t get my numbers to add up”

Confusion creased his brow as lust still revved his pulse “What?”

“My nuically understand “Downstairs onme to drink cra-zee”

He ain, and braced one pal about your business?”

“Ye-es” She nodded while drawing out the word as if he was an idiot

“Don’t you have an accountant to e your books for you?”