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earth could stop her from openly ogling him.  She couldn’t seem to get enough.
    From the front Marek’s hair looked even better with the blond tips framing his face.  It perfectly accentuated his beautiful tan and highlighted his straight nose, mysterious green eyes and strong chin.
    The man simply oozed charisma and was the most sensual, delicious package she’d ever seen.   Carm had never seen one man look so damned good.  From his amazingly fit body to his beautifully formed mouth, the guy couldn’t get much closer to physical perfection in Carm’s opinion.
    Which meant she’d either had way too much to drink, or Carm was in big, big trouble.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
                 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER THREE
     
    Marek shook his head and laughed softly.  Friday night at Big Bubba’s tended to bring out the wild in people.  And tonight was no exception. 
    Eyeing the crowd Marek glanced at the woman propositioning him and had to laugh.  It was Gloria, one of the locals.  She’d been trying to get down his pants for months now.  She sat at the bar in a mint green tube top puffing on a cigarette.  Gloria waved coyly at him and Marek smiled weakly.  He didn’t have the heart to tell her she didn’t have a chance, but no way was it ever gonna happen.  Not ever.  Marek preferred his women a little less desperate.
    Instead of encouraging her, Marek glanced down at his steel drum set and waited for Damien to step over to the mike and signal for them to begin. 
    “Hey man, looks like Gloria’s got it in for you tonight.  What are you going to do?”
    Marek raised a brow as he glanced over at his best friend, Landon Harper.  Lifting a strong hand to the back of his neck, Marek rubbed the base and watched as Landon tried unsuccessfully to hide his amusement.  “Ignore her, like always.  Mon, I’ve got to find her someone else to obsess over.  You game?”
    Landon shook his head vigorously and laughed.  “Hell no, man.  I’ve got enough to worry about.  Don’t need to add her to the list.”
    Marek rolled his head from side to side and loosened his shoulders with a few forward rolls.  He couldn’t blame Landon.  The woman was a mess waiting to happen.
    “I might add her though.”
    Frowning in question, Marek waited for Landon to be more specific.  When he didn’t answer fast enough, Marek asked, “Who are you talkin’ about mon?”
    Landon inclined his blond head to the right.  Marek glanced down and felt his stomach take a long, liquid roll.  His palms went damp and shaky.  Placing his sticks back on the drum set, Marek wiped them casually on the front of his cotton shirt. 
    “She’s fine, isn’t she?  And all alone.”
    She most certainly was.  Fine and alone.  Marek couldn’t take his eyes off of her.  She wasn’t beautiful in a classic sense, but the confident way she sat and the lush curve of her body in that little pink top made her one sexy woman.
    And Marek had a thing for tall, curvy blonds wearing pink. 
    Just then she looked up from her drink and Marek felt the zing of chemistry like a sucker punch in the gut.  From the look on her face Marek knew she felt it too.  Her blue eyes went big and round and her plump lips fell open slightly.
    “Sexy, isn’t she?  I’ve been watching her for a while and she’s been downing those drinks pretty fast.  Primed for the picking if you ask me, man.”
    Sucked out of his trance, Marek broke eye contact and shook his head.  “What did you say, mon?”
    Landon flashed his dimples and chuckled, “Ah, I see how it is.  Why don’t you introduce yourself?  Have a hot little fling.  By the way she’s eating you up, she’d be all for it.”
    The idea of a sweaty romp with her sent a ball of heat coursing through Marek’s veins.  It’d been a while since he’d had a sweaty romp with anyone.
    But before he could entertain the thought