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the woman's ass before directing his attention back to the table. "What meeting?"
    Dalton's mouth moved but no words came out.
    "Another sex article." Taking a fresh sip from my bottle, I glared at Craig from the side of one eye. "Seems I'm good at it."
    "I certainly found your effort satisfactory." Craig turned back to the waitress as she brought his drink, his hand lingering over hers.
    I wanted to remind him of his exact words -- the best he ever had -- but his ogling of the waitress told me Craig's compliment had been nothing more than pillow talk.
    I thumbed the lip of my bottle. "Didn't you promise to stop calling me cub ?"
    His mouth hovered at the rim of his glass, the bar's light shimmering in his pupils. "You get that in writing, cub?"
    He took a sip of his drink, his leg shifting so that his knee rubbed against me. Beneath the table, he hooked my foot and tugged it to him before reiterating his question. "Well, did you?"
    A pout pushing my lips forward, I looked at Dalton. "Time for me to bail, I promised to babysit for a friend and I need to find a cab to take me to Dolores."
    "Dolores, huh? That's my neighborhood." Craig put his drink on the table and pushed it toward Gary on my right. "Finish this. I'll drive cub to her next adventure in babysitting."
    Fashioning the lie at my desk in the newsroom, I had been hoping for that exact response. After watching Craig all but dip his head into the waitress's cleavage, I wasn't so sure. He didn't give me the chance to demur. He shot up from his chair, taking my arm with him.
    Fond of my arm, I followed.
    Craig had somehow snagged a parking spot in front of Chief's and he quickly folded me into the passenger seat then jogged around to the driver's side. He slid into the sedan like butter on hot toast, the car in drive and his seat belt on while I still fumbled with mine.
    Finished pulling into traffic, he reached across the center console. Thinking he needed something from the glove box, I angled my legs toward the door.
    "No, baby." Hooking the hem of my skirt, he pulled it up over my knees. His hand wrapped around my leg to massage a small square. "Thank you."
    I turned to look at Craig, my heart hopping around inside my chest while moisture pooled against the gusset of my panties. "For what?"
    "The skirt." He gently scratched at the inside of my knee. "And the excuse to get us out of there."
    "What excuse?"
    His hand froze and he glanced in my direction. "You're teasing, Valerie. Not nice."
    Mulling over my options, I didn't respond. I did have an address he could drop me off, one where the owner would open the door and invite me in.
    Stopping at a red light, Craig gave my leg a gentle squeeze and turned to me. "You are teasing, baby."
    When I remained silent and unblinking, he ran his hand higher up my thigh. His finger dipped beneath the band of my underwear as a horn honked impatiently behind us. Trailing the tip along the slick seal of my labia, a lazy smile spread across his gorgeous face.
    "Baby, you had me going there for a second."
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    "You're staying the night." Sitting on the couch, half my body sprawled across his lap, Craig nuzzled my neck as he pushed my skirt up my thighs. "Don't expect much sleep."
    "I'm good with that." I turned into him, my thighs parting as his fingers traced the edge of my panties.
    Making an exploratory push of one finger inside me, he brushed his lips against my ear. "Has Dalton been flirting with you?"
    A growl vibrated through his question and I buried my face against the curve of his neck. "You mean like swatting me on the ass or sticking his head halfway down my blouse."
    "Don't be petulant, beautiful." Pinching my clit, he drew it taut. "It's expected of me."
    I tilted my head back, shaking it as I met his gaze. "No, it's not."
    "We're not officially an item, yet." A soft grin spread like molasses across his features. "That's why I gave Dalton assignments for a month, so we can work through this without