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to be a lengthy explanation.”
    Sighing, she turned the doorknob and they entered the
apartment. Kiki hung their coats in the tiny closet behind the door, and then
hurried into the kitchenette, her red skirt swaying in a perfect infinity sign
as she walked away. “Coffee?”
    “No. But an answer would be nice.” He sat on one of
her two elderly chairs. “Stop fussing and come sit down.”
    She looked positively glum when she joined him. “It’s
just a simple bet. You’re making more out of it than it deserves.”
    “Am I? What did you bet?” His instincts were screaming
Danger, Will Robinson! Danger! like an old TV show.
    “A date.”
    The similarity to his own arrangement struck him
sharply. Did she have less integrity than he’d given her credit for? Was she a
slut? “A date. What kind of a date?”
    “You know, pizza and beer at Antonio’s Pizzeria.”
    She wasn’t looking him in the eyes and that bothered
him. “How well do you know this guy?”
    “I really don’t see that it’s any business of yours.”
    “I’m making it my business.”
    Her eyes narrowed on him. “It’s a bet. I’m going to
win anyway.”
    “And if you don’t?”
    “Then I eat pizza with Gary. No big deal.”
    “Gary.” He didn’t like the guy already. “Have you
known him long?”
    She stood and began straightening the stack of papers
on her table. “He’s been…” Kiki paused, catching herself. “I think it’s time
you went home.”
    It was obvious that she was hiding something. But
what? A protective instinct swept over him. He got up and took her by the
elbows. “Tell me.”
    Squirming in his grasp, she finally dropped her chin.
“All right! He’s a new guy at work. We have a football pool. I have a strong hunch
who’s going to win the game, but I didn’t have any money to put into the pool.
So Gary and I made a side bet. I’ll go out for pizza with him if the Steelers
lose tomorrow’s game.”
    “Just pizza?”
    She bit her lower lip and pulled away. “And a drive
around the reservoir.”
    “Alone.” Alone where the guy could take liberties.
Alone where no one would hear her scream if Gary pressed himself on her.
    Nodding, she fixed him with a defiant stare, her
feistiness returning. “What I do and who I do it with are not your concern,
James Chesterfield.”
    It really wasn’t his business, he knew, but at the
same time, he didn’t like it one bit. She was dating him and everyone else
could go hang. “How long have you known him?”
    “About two weeks. He’s a new guy.”
    “So you basically don’t know anything about him. He
could be an ax murderer and you wouldn’t know.”
    She scoffed. “Bullshit.” Realizing her mistake, she
put her hand over her mouth, her eyes growing wide.
    Gritting his teeth, he let his heart speak for him.
“Cancel the bet.”
    “I can’t!”
    “You’re putting yourself in danger, Kiki. You don’t
know this guy. I forbid it.”
    “You… forbid!” She confronted him angrily, hands on
hips. “Why you egotistical, arrogant, son of a bitch!”
    “I can also see I haven’t taught you enough of a
lesson about your language.”
    “No more lessons. No more dates.”
    Angry and frustrated, he pulled her toward him and
kissed her fiercely. She melted against him after a moment of stiff resentment.
He deepened the kiss, enjoying her reaction, then coaxed her to expose her
long, graceful throat for his kisses and nibbles. She whispered his name and he
thought about how he might like to take advantage of her sensual mood, but he
tightened his resolve to treat her with respect. Even if she was the most
maddening woman he’d ever encountered. Maddening and rebellious. Rebellious and
headstrong. “You deserve another spanking,” he pointed out softly as he rimmed
her delicate ear with his tongue.
    “No, I don’t. You made me mad on purpose.”
    He chuckled, running his hands up her slender arms and
cupping her face so that he could kiss her soft mouth again.