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definitely different.
    â€œCome on. Stash your purse in here,” the blonde said, opening a tiny locker in the corner.
    She hesitated, seeing no lock anywhere.
    â€œTake your cash and credit cards out and put them in your top,” the brunette said, lowering hers to reveal several bills and a credit card.
    Colby did so quickly. “Oh, wait, one more thing. How do you keep . . . ?” Her cheeks went red as she motioned to the ever-creeping bootie-shorts. “How do they stay in place?”
    â€œTurn around,” the brunette said, grabbing a can of hair spray from her bag.
    Colby did, glancing over her shoulder to watch the girl spray her butt cheeks beneath the shorts and then press the edges in place. “Hair spray?”
    â€œA modern-day miracle,” the girl said with a smile.
    Yeah, well, she was going to need as many of those as she could get to survive the next three hours.
    * * *
    Another long, shitty shift over, his eyes were barely open, so how he noticed the woman chasing after the bus as it pulled away from the curb, he didn’t know. Maybe because she was the hottest woman he’d seen in months . . . or maybe his recent lack of action was affecting his judgment. Either way, he couldn’t tear his gaze away. Even from inside his truck, stopped at the red light twenty feet away, he could make out the shape of her cherry-red painted lips uttering the
f
-word. Dane sighed as he watched her remove a pair of heels and start walking barefoot down the sidewalk.
    A little early for the walk of shame, he thought as he waited for the light to change. He glanced around. Barely another car in sight at this time of night, yet the light was taking forever. “Come on,” he muttered, turning up the volume on the stereo, hoping the loud music would help keep him awake.
    He glanced in the rearview again. Where was she coming from this late? The nearest club was The Vault, and he would have noticed if he’d let her inside earlier that evening. In fact, he probably would have tried to talk her out of it. Beautiful women seemed to be the catalyst for the majority of the arguments that broke out on any given night.
    Tearing his gaze away, he looked around again, the temptation to blow through the light strong in his desperation to get home and get to bed, but breaking the law wasn’t exactly something he wanted to mess with.
    The woman passed his truck, crossing against the signal to the other side of the intersection. Oh, sure, she could break the law. She was certainly getting to her destination a hell of a lot quicker than he was.
    The light turned green as he noticed two guys rounding the corner from an alleyway, picking up speed as they neared her. She seemed completely oblivious to her surroundings. “Come on, lift your head up, notice shit around you,” he muttered as he drove slowly past, keeping an eye on the two men, his gut urging him to both slow down and step on it at the same time.
    But as he passed them and risked a glance in the rearview mirror, he swore under his breath, tore to the curb, and threw the truck in park. Jumping out, he headed back toward them as one of the men took the purse from the woman’s shoulder.
    â€œHey! Give me that,” she said, lunging for it.
    Dane’s teeth clenched. Let the stupid purse go.
    The other guy grabbed her arms and Dane picked up speed. “Hey!” he called out but stopped when he saw the woman stomp on the guy’s foot and then elbow him in the chest.
    The guy released her and she didn’t run. Instead she eye-gouged him and then turned her attention to the guy fleeing with her purse.
    Dane’s mouth dropped as the one she’d assaulted took off as well, his hand covering his eye.
    Clearly his assistance wasn’t needed.
    Still, he approached slowly as she stopped and threw her hands up, admitting defeat over the purse. “That was impressive,” he