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her left shoulder. Catherine really didn’t think she needed much make-up, but she did add some eyeliner, mascara, and a bright pink lip gloss. Satisfied with the look, she had just put in a pair of hooped earrings when a knock sounded at the door.
    Catherine headed to the door, thinking Mia must have forgotten her key, but when she swung it open she saw Dragon standing in the threshold. He was once again dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt. Some spicy man scented cologne wafted in on the breeze and curled around her, and she almost closed her eyes and moaned out loud. Dragon’s eyes scanned her from the top to the bottom, but he didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to, because his eyes darkened, his mouth tightened, and Catherine felt the heat from his body. She wanted him. She wanted to feel him wrapped around her, his cock sliding into her. His lips as they worked their way down her body. Dragon was dangerous, but only dangerous to her heart.
    She couldn’t let him know that, so she smiled. “Too much?” she asked, indicating the way she was dressed.
    He shook his head no. “Not enough. Not even close.”
    Catherine frowned. “But Mia said I should dress sexy, to get the big tips tonight. Do you think I need more clothes on?”
    “More clothes would definitely make my job easier.” Dragon groaned before letting out a harsh breath and rubbing his hand down his face. “You look fine. No, damn it, you look better than fine. You look fucking hot. There’s not going to be a man in the place that will be able to keep his eyes or his hands off you…myself included,” Dragon muttered.
    “Well, then, I guess we could say my outfit is a huge success.”
    Had Dragon just admitted to wanting her? She suddenly felt very flush and out of breath at the thought of his hands on her body. And that mouth! The pictures that popped in her head left her wet and she had to bite her lower lip to actually keep from moaning out loud.
     
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    Dragon felt like he had been sucker punched. Like that time in the ring when that big guy from Texas had hit him so hard he had seen stars for a week. Cat’s outfit would keep him busy all right, busy keeping hands off her. Her legs looked long and incredibly gorgeous in the cut-offs that also hugged her ass, leaving very little to the imagination. And that little white t-shirt fit her like a second skin. The words written across her tits, ‘open all night,’ sent all kinds of sexually charged thoughts into his mind. It was going to be one hell of a long night.
    If it was up to him, he would tell her to put on clothes, lots of clothes. Maybe even a damn coat. Yep, Catherine needed a coat, even though it was only fall and not quite cold enough for a coat. But the truth was he didn’t think even that would help. The girl was just too damn sexy for her own good.
    “Cat…” His voice was low and husky as he moved toward her. She looked up at him, her pink glossy lips parted and her small equally pink tongue shot out to lick at her bottom lip. Dragon wondered what flavor lip gloss she was wearing.
    “Damn,” he muttered, right before he lightly brushed his lips across hers. He told himself it was just a taste, because he was curious about the lip gloss. But he lied. He was curious about the taste of this woman, the one who had enflamed his senses.
    When she sighed into his mouth, he wanted to drag her to the nearest bedroom and spend all night making her sigh. Instead he deepened the kiss, tangling his tongue with hers and pulling her in closer, feeling her curves fit against all his sharp angles. It didn’t make sense, but then none of this made any damn sense. He never mixed business and pleasure. Dragon always made a point of leaving his fellow co-workers off-limits. But this slip of a girl…
    His ringing phone pulled him from the kiss, and he released her like she was the proverbial hot poker he had accidently picked up.
    Snatching the phone from his pocket, he answered, “Yeah?