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hands in front of her face. “But you can make it up to me. I just got off work and am literally starving.”
    I grin; I like a girl who admits to having an appetite. “You like tacos?”
    “I love tacos.”
    “Perfect.” I lean toward the driver. “244 West Cascade.”
    “You got it,” he says, raising the partition.
    I roll my head from side to side, exhausted by this city only five hours into my return.
    “You okay?” Tess asks.
    I run my hand over my jaw, taking her in. I kind of feel like shit that I’ve never paid her much attention. There have been a handful of times she and I have been at dinner with the crew and sat side-by-side—and, hell, we spent a week walking the fucking English countryside for Landon and Claire. But I’ve never really looked at her as anything besides Emmy and Claire’s friend.
    I’m not a player like the other guys. I like plenty of adventure in the bedroom, but I’ve always been a one-woman man.
    No matter how much Ashley wants to complain about me, one thing she can never say is that I was unfaithful.
    Which means I’ve never given Tess my full attention.
    But now? Damn. I can’t seem to look away.
    She isn’t classically beautiful, with long limbs and blonde hair. Tess is average by all standards measured in the Vegas celebrity world. A thin girl, who doesn’t come off as a seductress with moves and experience.
    No, Tess looks wholesome, pure. Refreshing in a way that feels free and fucking alive. Her eyes are bright, the clearest blue I’ve ever seen. Her lips are covered in subtle pink lip gloss that makes her mouth look full and unkissed … and, damn, my cock is twitching in my pants just thinking about those lips and where they might go.
    It’s been too damn long since I’ve had a fling, a single night to remember, a single night letting me forget.
    And every damn time she leans forward to speak, in that flowy top she’s in, I can see straight down the front of it, past her tits, all the way to her tummy. The fact that she isn’t wearing a bra gets me hard every time I glimpse those C-cups. They’re fucking taunting me with their perfectly-sized tight nipples.
    The thing is, she doesn’t seem to have a clue how attractive a woman who is willing to go with the flow, without agenda, is in a town like this. Across from me in the limo, she looks at me with sincerity.
    I decide then and there that tonight I’m giving myself a fucking break. I’m gonna take this girl to dinner, and then she and I can have the one night stand I deserve.
    And, damn, she deserves it too. She’s a nice girl who works hard and needs a night with me to remember that we’re young and alive and can fucking do whatever the hell we want.
    She’s fucking gorgeous, and tonight I’m giving her a night she’ll never forget.

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TESS
    It isn’t a secret that I’ve wanted to jump Jack’s bones for the past four months. Pretty much starting the moment I met him.
    Because, well, those eyes alone. But then there’s the soulful way he takes in a room, a situation. He may have taken a stand and told Ashley off tonight by pretending he and I were a thing ... but I could tell by the way he took a sidelong glance at his buddies, that the real reason he blew her off was because he didn’t want his friends to have to fight his battles.
    And the fact that he wouldn’t put up with anyone putting any of us down? Well, I’ve never been up close and personal with a man like that. The guys back home saw me as a piece of meat—an indentured servant, really. But Jack doesn’t see anyone like that.
    There’s no doubt in my mind that everyone left at the whiskey bar is talking about my massive hard-on for Jack. And, whatever, I won’t be mad at Emmy and Claire for letting the cat out of the bag ... I mean, anyone could have taken one look at my face and known I had exactly zero hesitation about walking through the casino with my hand in his.
    “So, Tess,” he says, as his eyes rake over my