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prey for people who cared more about the zeroes on their paycheck than them.
    Ignoring everyone else around them, the woman trailed her nail down his chest and licked her plump lips. “You looking for company tonight, handsome?”
    The first time a woman had approached him like this, his ego and dick had led the way, but he ’ d learned.
    “ Sorry, ladies. ” Colt reached out and wrapped an arm around the middle of Angie ’ s hourglass body and pulled her so close, not a single sliver of moonlight could make its way between them. “I ’ m taken.”
    “Really?” The redhead arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms, giving Angie a critical up and down look. “I thought she was your assistant.”
    A mental image of all the things Angie could assist him with rolled through his mind like a porn highlight reel, and he shifted his stance to ease the sweet agony of his cock pressing against his zipper. “She ’ s a lot more than that.”
    The brunette sighed and glanced up at Colt through her eyelashes. “You ’ re so lucky to have a man like him.”
    Angie wiggled out of his grasp, shooting him a dirty look over her shoulder as she took a step away. “I ’ m not—”
    Colt spun her around so she faced him and kissed her before the truth could escape her lips. He ’ d just meant for it to be a brief brush against her lips to persuade the groupies to back off. But as soon as he tasted the cherry flavor of the ChapStick on her pink lips, there was no turning back. He deepened the kiss, teasing the seam of her mouth and tempting her to open and let him in. With a quiet moan, she opened her mouth and he swept his tongue inside. The memory of how sweet she tasted was nothing compared to the reality.
    He tugged her closer until his hard cock pressed against her belly. That ’ s what she did to him—every damn time he thought about her, and he ’ d done that plenty since that night. He ’ d never been a monk or a particularly monogamous man, but he ’ d known the moment he saw her that she was different.
    The kiss may have started as a play for escape, but by the time he ended it and the world came into focus bit by bit, he ’ d formed a different game plan—one that involved her naked and spread out before him on his bed ’ s crisp white sheets.
    People around them whistled and clapped. A few voices called out “ go girl ” while a few others shouted “lucky son of a bitch”, and for once he didn ’ t care about an entire crowd of people all focusing on him. There wasn ’ t enough room left in his head with all the dirty ideas kissing her had inspired.
    Angie blinked several times, her gaze fuzzy and her kiss-swollen lips even more tempting than before. He could tell the moment the clapping around them registered because all the satisfied sex kitten faded from her gaze, replaced by what looked disturbingly like horror.
    She grabbed his hand and dragged him to a deserted cocktail table. “Being your kissing cover isn ’ t part of the deal, Colt,” she said in a harsh whisper.
    “And you think that ’ s why I kissed you? Because of the thirsty groupies?” It wasn ’ t the right thing to say; he knew it as soon as her toe connected with his shin. Hard. For a small woman, she could inflict some damage.
    “We both know it is.”
    “No, honey.” He tucked her silky hair behind her ear and leaned down, close enough to that the temptation to suck on the lobe was too much to resist, so he didn ’ t. Her responding shiver only encouraged him and he snuck a quick kiss to the spot right behind her ear before stepping back out of kicking distance. “That ’ s what you ’ re trying to convince yourself it was.”
    He winked and disappeared into the crowd before she could respond. He had all night to map out his playbook. Tomorrow, the real game began.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Several hours and more than a few beers with the boys later, Colt