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“Do-over,” Jonny declared, giving Pandy a dirty look

“Jerk,” Pandy said under her breath

Pope had used up his last reserves of adrenaline on what he thought would be the winning shot He fluffed the next two balls, and Pandy and Jonny won

Pope stalked off the court Lindsay shrugged and looked at Jonny Pandy suessed that Jonny and Lindsay wouldn’t be hanging around together er

And then Jonnyrooms Or what apparently passed for a pass in his world

She looked up fro her sneaker to see Jonny, naked fro the door The sun was behind him Her pulse pounded in the hollow of her throat Her body was suddenly aith desire

“Whaddya say, Wallis? You andup in the shower,” he said

Pandy remembered the sensation of his hair on her cheek and was shocked to find herself considering the offer Then she remembered Pope and Lindsay, and the Senator, and came back to her senses

“Are you insane? Do you think I would have sex with a guy who has absolutely no manners?”

Jonny chortled “I certainly hope so Manners and sex don’t usually go together”

“Well, manners and tennis certainly do” Pandy re them into the bin “You should have let Pope win”

“Are you kidding?” Jonny

took a step forward He frowned as if he truly didn’t understand “Why would I let Pope Mallachant beat me?”

He sounded so befuddled by the prospect that Pandy had to laugh at his ignorance “Because he’s our host This is his house His tennis court And he’s old”