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got goose bumps over here. I just knew you two would hit it off.”
    Hit it off? Well, she certainly had the “hit” part right. Jack Kilroy was the most arrogant, superior, arrogant—wait, she’d already said that—guy Lili had ever met, and she worked in the restaurant business where that personality type was as common as tiramisu on an Italian dessert menu. He also happened to be the hottest streak of male she had ever clapped eyes on, and unfortunately her nipples and her other body parts agreed wholeheartedly.
    Bad body.
    Take away the glittering green eyes, the scimitar-curved cheekbones, and the accent that made her knock-kneed, and he’d be nothing. Nada. Just a slab of beefy charisma with a few well-appointed muscles and a so-so smile. Okay, a gorgeous smile that hinted at good humor behind the amateur dramatics. Oh, hell, there was something about Jack Kilroy that turned her crank. If her life wasn’t so complicated, if her family’s business wasn’t a breath away from collapse—if she wasn’t such a coward—she’d be tearing open the wrapping on that hunk-shaped package before you could say “Happy Birthday, Lili.”
    Cara stood to lean against the desk, drawing Lili’s envious gaze. Her sister had great thighs, directly attributable to her diet of coffee, PowerBars, and a borderline manic devotion to the treadmill.
    “The show tapes Monday night. Jack has to do a spot-check on the new place he’s opening in Chicago, and then he flies out to London on Tuesday for business. Now, I know you’re out of practice, but I reckon that should give you enough time to get the job done.” She added a conspiratorial wink.
    Lili suppressed a compulsion to pop her one in the ovaries. “Cara, are you ill? On drugs?” She pressed her palm to her sister’s forehead. No obvious signs of fever, but her eyes were wide as saucers. Oh yeah, she was high on smugness.
    Cara lowered her voice to a whisper. “Lili, in case you haven’t heard, Jack Kilroy is a complete man whore. He’s so freaking needy he’ll jump at any opportunity. Even you could manage to hit that.”
    Even her ? So she wasn’t the most adventurous sort when it came to men, but that one hit lower than she expected. “I’m not some charity case, you know. I have options.”
    Cara gave a dramatic eye roll, which made her look much younger than her twenty-nine years. “ Riiight , options. How long has it been since things finished with Marco?”
    Lili shifted uneasily. Since Marco had called time on their fling several months ago, her sex life had been on life support. The battery-operated kind. A night with a hot guy might be just the ticket, but Jack Kilroy? No amount of advanced yoga could get her in shape for a guy like that.
    “It’s been months, and Jack is more than up to the task,” Cara continued blithely.
    “Cara, I’ve seen the type he hooks up with.” Ashley van Patten, soap diva, was enough to strike fear into the nether regions of any woman. Lili might have a voluptuous body type that a lot of guys went for, or claimed they did if she was to believe Cosmopolitan , but sex royalty like Jack Kilroy did not usually deign to slum among the little people.
    “Lili, you’re real and gorgeous and ten times hotter than the likes of Ashley. Best thing he ever did was dump her, though she got him back good in those interviews.” Her sister chuckled. “‘Naughty Nights with Kilroy.’ He went into DEFCON Divo for that one.”
    Other tawdry tabloid headlines popped into Lili’s head. Duracell Jack. Kinky Kilroy , and her favorite, Red Hot Kilroy Peppers . Headlines that summoned up wicked thoughts of Jack’s hard body wrapped around her like a luscious lick of fire. Quickly, she dowsed that illicit blaze with a sobering wet blanket from her memory bank. He had taken a paparazzo to task with his fists for daring to record Jack with his model-of-the-week.
    “I’m sure beating the living daylights out of that poor photographer got