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man, Vincent?” he demanded, looking at her mouth, which got nervous and
she had to lick her lips.
    This
seemed to narrow his gaze further. “He’s not my man,” she hissed. “I’m
married,” she blurted, and why she thought to add that ridiculous assertion was
beyond her.
    “Don’t
need to tell you the affair on that one,” Finn said with a gentler, deep voice.
Tess blinked. Hell, he knew! Finn, owner of the dive motel in town, knew about
her husband’s affair. Had the cheaters come to Rowdie’s? The question was on
the tip of her tongue, when he continued.
    “I know
you know. Now take your sweet ass back to Whitehorse.”
    Even
though Tess liked his deep voice calling her ass sweet, she almost growled out
loud, but instead of snarling in frustration she snapped at him. “You know too
much about my business, Mr. O’Neil.”
    “Finn,” he
snapped back.
    Then
just to piss him off more, she put her elbows on his high motel office counter,
got up on her toes because she was short, and she leaned in. “ Mr. O’Neil,”
she said, snottily. “I demand a room.”
    His body
arrowed over the counter with his nose to her nose and she sucked in another
breath. “You.Fucking call me , Finn, Chiquita.”
    His
sex-appeal-domination vibe sort of rolled over her making things perk on her
that had no business perking. “For a room, I’ll stop,” she tried, seeing so
close that he had gold spikes in his incredibly charged green eyes.
    “To
dangerous here,” he muttered.
    “I need
a room,” she whispered. “Really need one.”
    He
started to shake his head slowly with his lips drawing a firm line inside his
goatee and her gaze was so close she saw how young he was. Not like younger
than her but his overall bad vibe adding to his facial hair and tats, when
standing back, made him seem older. But he’d been in her class in high school.
    “Please,
Finn,” she tried some more.
    “This is
not the place for a babe like you,” he stated in the lowest, quietest gravelly
voice she’d heard from him yet.
    She
quelled the shiver trying to run through her and opened her mouth to try again,
when a swishing sound sounded behind her, then a scratchy woman’s voice
demanded, “I need the key to twelve if you're done screwing her with
your gaze.”
    Tess
kind of jumped back from Finn, while he moved slower, then Tess looked over her
shoulder to see a slender blonde woman approaching the counter. The woman was a
very pretty, Suzy-homemaker type and all that was missing was the apron. She
had blond hair in a twist with a modest, pink shell top and Capri pants over
flat sandals along with a shoulder purse. She even had small pearls at her
neck.
    Finn
growled at the woman, but it didn’t faze her as she reached across the counter
with her hand raised out. Finn turned stiffly, nabbed a key, turned back and
slapped it on the counter. “Don’t break him, Katie,” he rasped, pulling his
hand away, leaving the key.
    “I’m
going to fuck his brains out,” Katie decreed without a glance to Tess,
who stood with her lips parted in surprise. Then Katie grabbed the keys and
turned, but stopped to look at Tess. “Piece of advice,” she said, nodding
toward Finn so the unwanted advice she was going to impart had to be about him.
“Be an animal in bed or he will toss you aside.”
    Then she
stomped away, as Tess stuttered, “I-I’m not going in his bed.”
    Finn
uttered, “Fuck,” under his breath.
    Katie
was out the door and Tess saw her meet a tall, bald man outside, who grabbed
Katie’s ass, then they both swung toward one of the rooms.
    “Who was
that?” Tess exclaimed, not really thinking she’d get any answer. It had to be
an old fling of Finn’s
    “My wife ,”
Finn’s voice barked behind her.
    “B-But
she …” Tess turned to him, then looked back at Katie and the man opening the
door to a room. “But she’s …” Tess swung her hand around. “But you let her …”
    “Yeah,”
Finn growled. “And just so