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he found himself asking. Maybe he’d breathed in some sort of toxic fumes at the lab and now he was looney tunes.
    Or worse. Maybe she was so earnest because she was the crazy one—not a stripper at all, but an asylum escapee or something. His stomach sank at the thought, but rebounded quickly as he realized that crazy wouldn’t explain how she’d gotten into his apartment or known his name.
    She was as sane as he was. Just one fantastic actress. An actress who’d just let him know that her job description didn’t include sex. That was actually good because a stripper was one thing, but a prostitute was something else. And just because sex wasn’t part of the job didn’t mean they couldn’t decide, after some heavy petting, as two consenting adults, to just go for it, did it? He didn’t know but he was sure going to try.
    By the time he tuned back in, she was still chattering, but winding down. “And everybody gets a section. I used to work Glendale.”
    What was she talking about again? Right, Tooth Fairies.
    “Sounds fascinating.”
    She grinned at him. “It’s a great job. This is too, though,” she added hastily.
    “It’s okay, I’m not offended.”
    “Good. Okay, we don’t have a lot of time and you have a lot to learn.”
    Indeed.
    27

    Chloe Cole
    “So I think it’s time to continue our lessons. Maybe we should have a quick drink first, you know, to loosen you up a little.” She looked rather desperate and he wondered who, of the two of them, really needed the loosening.
    “Let’s go see what there is in the kitchen. This is actually my cousin’s place, I’m just subletting for the year, so I’m not sure what he has stashed.”
    She turned, heading toward the kitchen, then paused.
    “Do you mind?” she asked, motioning to her shoes. “I’m not supposed to, but—”
    “No, go right ahead. I don’t want you breaking your leg.”
    She bent at the waist and began unbuckling the slim strap around her ankle. He froze and tried not to whimper.
    Thong.
    He’d felt her ass, but seeing it was a whole other thing. Firm and round, it called to him, begging to be squeezed and spanked. He visualized walking up behind her, pinning her hips as he slid his cock in deep. He wouldn’t even take the scrap of lace off, just flip it to the side with one finger and line his dick up with the sweet, wet slit.
    Shifting, he tried to position himself in a way that his expanding tent didn’t appear quite so pitched then peeped a look at the results.
    Fail. It looked like he’d decided to hide his Glock in his pants.
    Holly chose that moment to toss a questioning glance over at him, her gaze flicking down and back up. Pink-cheeked she stood, kicking the shoes to the side before stepping into the kitchen.
    Following her in, they both steadfastly ignored his situation and he went to the liquor cabinet. He didn’t drink often, but when an occasion arose, he went for the good stuff.
    He gestured at the top shelf selection. “What’s your pleasure?”
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    Naughty Godmother

Chapter Three
    Holly started at the question and realized he was talking about liquor. Her mind had been wallowing in the gutter since the moment she’d laid her lips to his, and she couldn’t seem to get it back onto dry land again. Granted, it had been a long time since she’d been with a guy. There just hadn’t been anyone she felt sufficiently attracted to.
    She quickly did the math and flinched. It would be two years come July. Where had the time gone? No wonder she was so worked up after only two minutes of over-the-clothes petting. She was hard up for some good loving.
    Granted, she had indulged in a little solo action when the urge hit, which was pretty often, but this… This was different. She was crazed with need, like she wasn’t even herself. A dull ache still pulsed low in her stomach and her nerve endings were lit up like lights on a Christmas tree. Did she have the strength to walk away from this man without knowing