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said.
    He pulled his gaze from her and regarded the sidewalk ahead.
“A few years back the city council consulted with a marketing firm about ways
to bring in more tourist dollars. The firm concluded that a good start would be
changing the name from Keanyville.” His smile returned as he shook his head.
“They said Indulgence sounded like a town in an old Clint Eastwood movie and
people would flock here.”
    Toni’s gaze swept the cars on the streets. It wasn’t exactly
rush hour in New York, but she noticed the parking spaces filling up and what
seemed to be tourists glancing in the shop windows. “Sounds like a plan.” She
looked over. “So nothing wild goes on here?”
    Zach paused at a street corner. A dark blue Chrysler Sebring
moved past the stop sign slower than a sloth. The elderly driver had a face
mapped with wrinkles that deepened as she squinted at Toni. Clearly not liking
what she saw, she settled her displeased frown on Zach.
    With an easy smile, he dipped his head in greeting.
    The woman kept glancing over her shoulder at them as her
vehicle rolled across the street.
    Zach led Toni to the other side. Curiosity rang in his
voice. “Define wild.”
    Toni swung her head to him. He kept his gaze straight ahead,
leading her up the block.
    Define wild, he’d said.
    Her thoughts turned inward to the men she’d known, all of
them out for a good time—gambling, boozing, fucking—each unconcerned with the
future. As far as Toni was concerned, that made them more stupid than anything,
afraid to grow up.
    Wild was a man risking his heart, falling so hard there’d be
no chance of him recovering, holding her close every night, loving her to
distraction…standing at her side, giving her a family and home.
    Struggling to keep yearning from her voice, she said, “You
tell me.”
    Zach’s steps slowed to a stop. A series of cars came down
the street. Bells tinkled on doors as shop owners swung them open. Voices
lifted in greeting.
    Toni looked at Zach.
    His full attention was already on her, his gaze dipping to
her mouth, his expression growing increasingly distracted, the same as his
voice. “Whatever you want.”
    Toni didn’t understand. For one crazy moment, she wondered
if he’d read her thoughts. “What do you mean?”
    He met her eyes. “I said I’m buying.”
    She glanced past his shoulder at the storefront, seeing
they’d reached the Last Chance Diner that the deejay had talked about.
    “So you are.” Pushing embarrassment aside at her foolish
musings, she cocked her head and arched one brow. “Tell you what, hire me and
I’ll buy you breakfast.”
    He regarded her without comment, then unexpectedly slid his
hand to her wrist, folding Toni’s arm behind her back, pulling her into him.
    Her head snapped down at their thighs and bellies touching.
Too much warmth flushed her skin.
    Eyes darting to the right, she saw a group of middle-aged
tourists barreling past, interrupting each other as they discussed today’s
plans, not watching where they were going.
    Even with Zach pulling her out of their way, one of the men
managed to elbow her arm.
    Toni barely noticed the jab. Her limbs grew heavy at the
scent of Zach’s clean skin, the power of his body against hers, the promise of
his thickened cock. She stared at his Adam’s apple bouncing with his swallow,
the short, dark hairs on his throat.
    “We better go inside,” he said, his voice deepened and
rough.
    Eyes lifting to his, she didn’t move. Neither did he.
     
    What in the fuck are you doing?
    Zach had no idea how to answer himself. He had no strength
to resist the moment.
    He looked down at Toni, held captive by her eyes and
expression. So opened to him, it seemed he could reach whatever was in her soul
when what he wanted to do was crawl all over her.
    There it was—the unvarnished truth. He wanted to fuck her
like he hadn’t needed to fuck a woman in nearly two years. Zach knew it should
have bothered him, shamed him somehow or