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tonight? To distract himself from thoughts about Cassie Bellamy,
he'd called up Katie Smith, the woman he'd been dating lately and
invited her to supper at the Bluebird. The twenty-five year old
redhead worked on auto-pilot with her non-stop chatter, and
required little input from him to keep a conversation going. He
thought that would be the answer for him tonight, but somehow it
wasn't.
     
    Not even the sight of her full breasts
spilling over the V in the tight bubble-gum pink tank top she wore
could distract him. Everything about the woman sitting across from
him was in technicolor, big breasts, bigger hair and she was bold
as a brass penny. Katie certainly provided enough visual
stimulation to keep most men from thinking of little else but her.
Not him, not tonight. Her endless talk about the latest gossip
she'd heard down at the Cut Up Corral while she got her roots done,
was giving him a headache. Her high-pitched voice, which he usually
found cute, bored inside his skull like a drill.
     
    The events of his fucked-up day kept
spinning in his mind like a tilt-a-whirl. With every rotation, he
got madder and madder. Today, Cassie Bellamy had treated him like
an unwelcome acquaintance, instead of the man she'd dated for a
year and half then left without a word. She'd offered no apology,
no explanation, as to why she'd left Bowie like her tail was on
fire. She acted like she didn't owe him one either, like he didn't
matter, had never mattered to her.
     
    That pretty much cemented the opinion he'd
formed of her after she left. She was a spoiled rich girl who'd
chosen him as her play toy, because of his reputation, to put a
little excitement into her life, until she got bored and went
looking for greener pastures.
     
    He couldn't believe he'd been so blind to
her true nature while they were dating. Evidently, she'd grabbed
his brain along with his dick ten years ago. Well, Luke wasn't
thinking with that part of his anatomy anymore. He was a different
man than the one she'd fooled so many years ago, and he had a
different agenda.
     
    A little revenge might go a long way to
making him feel better. Maybe he'd seduce her then leave her
dangling on the limb, like she'd done him back then. Or maybe he'd
fuck her enough times to get her out of his system. The thought
improved his mood a little.
     
    "Luke? What's up with you tonight, hon?
You're as distracted as a bird dog in a chicken coop."
     
    Luke dropped his fork onto his plate and
looked up into the bright green eyes studying him intently.
"Nothing, sugar...just work," he lied. The last thing he needed was
to discuss Cassie Bellamy with his current quasi-girlfriend.
     
    "You have a bad day, doll?" She smacked the
gum she always seemed to be chewing, and blew a bubble. "Want to
talk about it?"
     
    "Nah, can't do that."
     
    She pursed her cupid's bow mouth, the same
mouth that had fascinated him since she first used it on him, then
she blew out a breath. "You never want to talk to me about your
work."
     
    "I can't talk about it, sugar. I told you
that." Luke picked up his iced tea and took a swallow then absently
rubbed his fingers on the condensation ring where it had been
sitting on the red-checked table cloth.
     
    Katie's lips moved into a pout, and she
twisted a strand of her fiery red hair. She looked about sixteen
with the freckles on her nose. "Come to think about it, there's not
much you do talk to me about...other than sex."
     
    They had nothing in common that's why. She
was as shallow as a birdbath and as chirpy as the birds that swam
there. Perhaps it was time for him to move on from the big-haired,
big-breasted woman he was having dinner with. Three weeks was long
enough to know a fourth wasn't going to improve anything.
     
    Inside of the bedroom their compatibility
might be a ten, but outside? Barely a blip on the scale. Luke
cleared his throat and tried to make it easy. "Listen sugar...I
think it's time for us to move on. I'm holding you back