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knew it. The friendships there were strong when mutually convenient and broken when they lost their value. He understood what he was giving up, and he’d long ago decided it was worth it.
    “Well, we had good times in Vegas,” he said. “We’ll just have to make sure we get together regularly.” He tipped his head at Jack and Lucky, unable to resist the dig. “When Kayla and Taylor will let you, of course.”
    “Oh, nice.” Jack flipped him the bird as he chuckled. “I can’t wait until you’ve found the woman who makes it easy to be whipped. You have no idea what you’re missing.”
    Beck made a choking sound next to Jack, his eyes rolling back in his head. “Oh my God. Now I’m taking your man card.”
    By mutual agreement, Teague, Lucky, and Jack decided to ignore him.
    “Seriously, we need to plan another trip,” Lucky said. “I missed out on the VIP night out at the Gold Coast.”
    “You’re not complaining, are you?” Teague asked.
    “No way. I’d take a night with your sister hands down. But it sounded like a lot of fun.”
    “Vegas!” Beck drew out his phone and touched the screen, bringing up his pictures. “That place was amazing, and the women were hot and so much fun. Those dancers we met—holy shit they were gorgeous. You’ve got to see them, Lucky.”
    “Yeah, they were.” Teague still had the photo of Risa on his phone, and he looked at it more often than he thought he would. He refused to think about why he didn’t delete it except that he had a great time with her—at least what he remembered. Bits and pieces of that night had slowly come back, but there was a definite gap of a few hours in there. She was sexy and funny, and didn’t take any of his shit. And she was perfect in bed. Open. Passionate. Responsive. Greedy.
    He swore he could still taste her on his lips.
    If he could find a woman who would make the ideal political partner and had the spirit of Risa? He would be one lucky man.
    “Your date, Risa, she was stunning. All that red hair and those green eyes—” Beck continued as he flipped through his pics.
    “Silver,” Teague said.
    “What?”
    “Her eyes had lots of silver in them, too. They weren’t just green.”
    His friends stared at him across the table. Their silence spoke volumes of just what he’d given away with his last statement. Shit.
    Beck broke first. “Well, you’d know since you disappeared with her for most of the night.”
    “Yeah, I need the details on that,” Lucky said.
    “I don’t have time for details, Oprah.” Teague grabbed his stuff as he slid out of the booth. He had a long day in court, work at the office, and dinner with Lucky, Taylor, and his mom later. Time to get the day started.
    “So, wouldn’t you want to go back and see her again? You could get a repeat.”
    Teague considered the question, answering honestly. “She would definitely be worth a repeat.”
    “Sounds promising,” Jack said.
    “No, it sounds like a Vegas weekend booty call. No love connection. No long-distance pining away. We were combustible in the sack. That’s all it was.”
    “Looks like you were pretty combustible out of the sack, too,” Beck said, shoving his phone up at Teague.
    The screen was filled with Risa and him sitting close, looking into each other’s eyes, matching expressions on their faces. The word that jumped into his mind was spellbound—they were oblivious to anyone else around them, completely locked in on each other and doing nothing to hide the lust and longing that had them in its grip.
    He might not remember it all, but he remembered that feeling.
    “Fuck.” The word spilled out of his mouth on a groan that matched the pull in his belly directly connected to his dick. He might have gaps in his memory, but his body knew what it wanted and it was this woman.
    This completely inappropriate woman. A woman who could seriously mess up his plans.
    It was a good thing she was halfway across the country.
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