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her, Matthew Harding, who had been introduced at a recent party, stepped from a small office at the side of the room.
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    His hazel eyes immediately darkened as his dark brows snapped into a frown. He was well over six feet tall, broad, muscular. He was ex-military, she guessed. He held his shoulders back, his body straight and ready to move at a moment’s notice.
    “Hello, Matthew.” She allowed a small, devilish smile to tilt her lips as she moved confidently for the set of doors that she assumed led to The Club’s main rooms.
    “Miss Mattlaw.” He stepped quickly in front of the doors. “Have you lost your way, ma’am?”
    She lifted a brow as he blocked the doors, her eyes narrowing enough to allow him a warning that she wouldn’t be barred from the rooms.
    “No, I haven’t.” Ice tipped her voice. “I know exactly where I want to go.”
    He crossed his arms over his chest, frowning deeper.
    “These rooms are off-limits to you, ma’am. I think you were already informed that the back of the house is no place for you to be. If you wish to visit, then Mr. Sinclair will have to accompany you.”
    Luck was a mercurial suitor. Some days she had it in spades, others, it eluded her entirely. This evening, it seemed to be on its best behavior. The doors opened wide, causing his attention to fracture and give her the opening she needed to slip into the room.
    She glanced behind her, smiling innocently at the irate butler and the more than surprised club member as he stared back at her.
    She stepped inside the ornately decorated room, her gaze flickering over the heavy chairs and dark tables. It reminded her quite a bit of her father’s study. Shelves lined the inner wall, stacked with books and erotic statuettes. A fireplace flickered merrily on one end of the room, while banks of windows looked out on a heated pool and Jacuzzi.
    Several seating arrangements were scattered about the ballroom-sized room, as well as tables and areas of privacy. The bar graced the far end with a wealth of bottles lined up along the wall.
    Ahh, yes. This was where she needed to be. She paused at the mahogany bar, glancing over her shoulder to meet the astounded gazes of the dozen or so men now watching her before turning back to the bartender.
    “Club members only.”
    She nearly sighed as the burly, savage-featured bartender watched her with chilling politeness. Men were such aggravating creatures at times.
    “Perhaps I’m a guest?” She lifted a brow mockingly.
    His lips twitched but of course, the smile did not make its appearance. Ian must be instructing them on how to make her life miserable, she decided.
    “It’s a men’s club, Miss Mattlaw,” he said coolly before flickering a suggestive glance at the gentleman sitting two stools down, or perhaps hinting at a fellow conspirator.
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    She turned to survey the other man. Wicked, wicked blue eyes were filled with laughter, while thick black hair framed an outrageously handsome face.
    “Ian is such an old fuddy-duddy.” She rolled her eyes with practiced charm.
    “Could I convince you to buy me a drink? It seems he’s already effectively tied my hands where such matters are concerned.”
    A black brow lifted slowly as his gaze flickered to her wrists. “Not yet he hasn’t,”
    he said before turning to Thom. “Give the lady a drink.”
    Thom grimaced good-naturedly. “Long as it’s your ass rather than mine, Cole.” He turned back to her then. “Hurry with your order, darlin’. My guess is that Matthew has already called Ian. I’ll give him a flat five more minutes before he arrives.”
    “Jack on the rocks then,” she sighed, propping her chin in her hand as she leaned against the bar, well aware the skirt was edging indecent on the backs of her thighs.
    The drink was delivered within seconds.
    Turning, Courtney lifted the drink to her lips and stared back at the gazes trained on her. A subtle salute, a curl of her lips, before she