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barely had time to think about the date since he’d been so busy all week, preoccupied with purchasing the car and … other things. A new iPhone sat in his pocket, but only Vinnie and Liam had the number. He glanced at the glove compartment. Procuring the hand gun hadn’t been easy, but as soon as he mentioned it to Liam, the request for a Sig Sauer P229 pistol had been filled with little effort. The gun was locked away in a drop-down shelf in the glove compartment.
Feckin’ James Bond.
Still, it’s not like he was inexperienced. Acting as driver and bodyguard to a mobster couldn’t be much different than it was with a member of the Saudi Royal family or an oil baron in Dubai.
    But he hoped neither De Luca called him tonight. Lorcan really did want to spend time with Julie. There was something about her that fascinated him, and even though he wasn’t looking for anything long-term, a dinner date wouldn’t hurt. Or maybe even a date or two beyond tonight, who knows? She was the first woman in years to spark his interest. That fact alone was worth investigating. To a point. He removed his sunglasses and tossed them on the dash.
    He opened the door and stood. Julie’s eyes widened as she disappeared from the window. Lorcan shook his head and headed toward the front entrance. He found her bashful reaction enchanting and refreshing. The fact that she didn’t hide her emotions might be the reason he was so intrigued by her.
    The bell tingled above the door as he strode in. Julie perched nonchalantly on the stool behind the counter. Lorcan stopped dead in his tracks. She looked lovely. Her hair appeared lighter, with gold and bronze shades mixed together and styled to frame her face. The color made her gorgeous eyes even more wondrous. She wore a tight sweater of gold and brown and a fair amount of cleavage showed, proving her even curvier than he’d first thought. His hands itched to cup those luscious breasts. His cock stirred to life.
    “Julie. You look beautiful,” he whispered with awe. The smile slid from her face and her lip trembled
. Oh, damn. What did I say?
He wasn’t lying. He held out his hand, she took it and stood. “You’ve done your hair. Like ribbons of golden sun.” He dropped her hand and stepped close so her breasts brushed against his chest. He bit back a groan, then framed her face and stroked her flushed cheeks with his thumbs. A sheen of moisture glittered in her beautiful eyes. “Brings out those adorable gold flecks in your lovely eyes, darlin’.”
    “Thank you,” she murmured.
    Her vulnerable response touched him in a deep uncharted area of his heart. He lowered his head and tilted her face up. “I’ve been aching to do this since that night at the pub. Indulge me. Only a taste.”
    His lips barely touched hers, but it sent roaring heat to all parts of his body. Lorcan suddenly had a vision of sprawling her across the counter and plunging himself into her feminine heat. Where did that come from? Just from an innocent kiss? He didn’t dare suckle those lips any more or he’d lose all control. He stepped back. Julie’s eyes were closed and her lips still slightly puckered. A slight whimper of protest came from her when he moved away.
    “Thank you,” she whispered.
    Lorcan smiled broadly. “You’re welcome. You’d best prepare yourself, Julie. Whenever we find ourselves alone like this, I
will
be kissing you. You’ll never know when it’s coming or just how wicked it will be.”
    Her eyes snapped opened. “Wicked?”
    “Aye, I’ve been told I’ve a wicked kiss.” He winked at her. “Shall we head out? Nick recommended this place so if it’s no bloody good, we can blame him.”
    Julie smiled and nodded. He took her hand.
Simmering flame, bloody hell.
    • • •
    Julie could not keep her admiring gaze from checking out the vehicle, which was gorgeous and fit Lorcan perfectly. They both were sleek, powerful, and dazzling.
    The black sports car also had a black leather