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“Well, that
won’t be a problem if I start working for you, right?”
    He leans back and smiles crookedly. “Already
threatening a sexual harassment suit?”
    “No, I… of course not! I... I didn’t
mean…what I actually meant was…” In my head, I hear the sound of an
airplane falling from the sky at terminal velocity then crashing
into the side of a mountain with a loud explosion.
    Shut up, Olivia! Please, just shut up!
    “Don’t back down now! This was just getting
interesting.”
    I exhale. I’m both relieved and a little
irritated.
    He’s teasing me!
    “Are you always this evil?”
    “Evil?” he asks, his expression innocent.
“Me? Nooooo.”
    With a grin, he plants his hands flat on the
bar and lifts himself onto it, throwing his legs over and hopping
down right beside me. I actually squeeze my eyes shut for a second
in hopes that the vision of his biceps and triceps straining
against his smooth skin won’t be permanently etched onto my mind. I
think I’m too late, though, because it’s all I can see on the
backdrop of my lids.
    Dammit!
    “Nash says you bartend, right?”
    My eyes open to his. He’s staring down at me,
so close I can see the vague line where black pupil stops and
nearly-black iris begins. Those eyes are amazing!
    I see his eyebrows rise, prompting me.
    “Pardon?” I ask.
    “Nothing. I don’t even think it matters. If
you’re this adorably sexy all the time, no one will care how fast
you get them their drinks.”
    I flush a little at his words. They shouldn’t
please me. But they do. Quite a bit.
    “That won’t be a problem.”
    “What? You being adorably sexy? No, I can see
that.”
    “That’s not what I meant. I’ve been working
at one of the busiest sports clubs in Salt Springs for the last two
years. I can hold my own behind your bar.”
    He crosses his arms over his chest and smirks
at me. “You think so?”
    I feel my spine straightening. “I know
so.”
    “The people that come here want to be served
as well as entertained. Think you can handle that, too?”
    I’m thinking to myself that I don’t even know
what that means, but my mouth has already moved on.
    “Not a problem.”
    “So then you won’t mind giving me
an…audition.”
    His pause gives me a little chill that races
down my spine. I clear my throat and reach deep for my bravado.
“Audition? What did you have in mind?”
    He doesn’t answer for a few seconds. Long
enough to make me squirm. Long enough for me to think of all sorts
of different types of auditions, a couple of which excite me.
    Get your mind out of the gutter, Liv!
He’s off limits!
    He laughs. “Nothing too creative. I
don’t want to push my luck with the sexual harassment thing.
Yet.”
    “Are you trying to run me off?”
    “Oh come on. You can’t tell me you’ve never
worked for someone who’s attracted to you. I bet that happens to a
girl like you all the time.”
    I resist the ridiculous grin that’s tugging
at my lips. I can’t let him see that I’m pleased to hear him admit
to being attracted to me, especially when “pleased” is code for “I
can barely breathe I’m so excited”.
    “A girl like me?” I ask in my calmest
manner.
    “Yeah, a girl like you.” Cash’s lids drop
down part way over his eyes, making them look like heavy, bedroom
eyes, and his voice is like the silk sheets I can imagine him
sleeping on. “Feisty, sexy, gorgeous as hell. I bet you’ve never
met a man you couldn’t wind around your little finger.”
    He’s watching me like he wants to undress me
right where we are—in an empty bar with low light and soft music.
And there’s a tiny part of me that would love for him to do exactly
that.
    I snort.
    Ohmigod, I snort! “Not hardly.”
    “Yeah, you say that, but I’d bet you could
have your way with any guy you want.” He cocks his head to one side
as he considers me. I get the feeling he’s weighing me, assessing
me. “But maybe you just don’t know it.”
    “I…I…I