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floor to where a couple of men were seated in a private booth.
    â€œWell done,” Phillip goaded him. “I’ve never seen anyone get her feathers ruffled in that short a time before.”
    Tim ignored the rebuke and focused on the priorities. “Does she know them?”
    â€œNo.”
    Great. He’d pushed her into someone else’s arms for the night. He fought the grumble of possessiveness that suggested he storm across the room and relocate the man’s nose up his ass. Erin slipped onto the seat next to one stranger and cozied in tight.
    Tim deliberately faced Phillip. “Erin’s a regular, then. Does she ever play?”
    The other man shook his head. “Told me she wasn’t interested in anything more than people watching and enjoying what she could safely get down here. I enjoy having her around, and the locals like her. She’s smart and sassy, and doesn’t take shit from anyone.”
    â€œBut she never goes upstairs, and she never goes home with anyone,” Tim guessed.
    â€œYou’re good,” Phillip admitted. “No. Most locals come for the views and the drinks, not the entertainment offered upstairs.”
    A sense of something he could have called happiness hit Tim hard at the news that Erin wasn’t a regular among The Wild’s more specific clientele. “I’ll take a pass on the tour tonight.”
    Phillip smiled shrewdly. “You staying in town, then?”
    â€œI’ll be around. Don’t know if I’ll be doing more than stopping for a drink.”
    His friend’s gaze surveyed the main bar again, lingering where Erin was located. “If you’re planning on getting involved with her, I can see your sense of danger hasn’t diminished over the years.”
    Tim tipped his head slightly. “It’s not about the risk, Phillip. She’s the one that got away, and I intend to fix my mistakes, for both our sakes.”
    â€œGood luck with that.” Phillip gestured toward the room. “Your mark is leaving.”
    Tim slipped a business card over the counter toward his friend. “Get in touch. We’ll have dinner and get caught up for real. Excuse me while I run.”
    Phillip took the card with a laugh. “You’re not going to be simply running, my friend. I hope you’re ready for an all-out sprint.”
    By the time Tim twisted toward where he’d last seen Erin, she’d made it to the door. One of the men from the table had an arm tucked around her as he attempted to help her one-handed with her wrap.
    The first ideas that rushed Tim weren’t pretty, until he looked a little closer and noticed that though the guy was touching her, Erin’s body remained stiff, maintaining air space between them even as she smiled and teased. And when she glanced toward Tim and their eyes met briefly, it strengthened his conviction that her little flirtation was a ploy.
    He sauntered toward the door, not wanting to spook her all over into making a decision she’d regret. If she wanted to go home with some stranger, that was her choice. Having her go home with the ass just to make a point to Tim would be wrong.
    Only, on the other side of the door his assumptions were justified. The guy who’d escorted Erin stood against the wall, frustration on his face.
    There was no sign of Erin.
    Tim leaned next to the guy, offering a lighter when the man fumbled in his pockets, a cigarette dangling from his lips. “Troubles?” Tim asked.
    The guy lit the smoke gratefully before pointing down the street. “My evening’s entertainment took a phone call, then disappeared,” he grumbled. “She’s a doctor, can you believe it? Had to run to the hospital for some kind of emergency.”
    â€œBummer,” Tim answered in agreement, which was better than smacking the guy a hard one for considering any woman, not just Erin, his “evening’s entertainment.”