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Lilliana found it hard to make eye contact with him. When she did, his eyes lit up and the look of lust on his face woke that dark part of her womanhood that had been locked away.
    “Ms. Norris, it’s good to se e you again,” he squared his shoulders. “You look as charming as ever.”
    “ Thank you. Is there something you want?” she asked, kicking herself for the suggestive question.
    “I think you already know what I want,” Tucker smiled, his eyes moving over Lilliana’s body slowly. His eyes rested on her chest momentarily and then moved to her eyes, his seductive smile widening as he bit into his bottom lip.
    Placing her hands on her hips, Lilliana countered, “I’m still not interested in selling my land.”
    “ That’s fine. Would you be interested in dinner?”
    Lilliana was confused at how easily Tucker had swept her comment aside and she tried to assess his unreadable expression. Wasn’t he interested in buying her property anymore? She narrowed her eyes and looked him up and down distrustfully. What was this devious man up to?
    Without thinking, h er eyes paused between Tucker’s legs.
    “ Dinner , Ms. Norris; let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
    Lilliana’ s rounded hazel eyes darted up to his irises. Tucker was grinning stupidly and her cheeks burned with embarrassment realizing she been caught ogling the moderately-sized package resting between his legs and hanging to the right. She cleared her throat and scanned the parking lot in an attempt to appear uncaring to his comment.
    “I’m busy,” she remarked nonchalantly.
    Tucker chuckled. “No you’re not.”
    Lilliana’s eyes shot back to his. “And how would you know?”
    “I’ve done my homework and I know you’re not seeing anyone.”
    Did he say h omework? Had Tucker done a background check on her?  Lilliana felt uneasy with his statement and even more uncomfortable with the ravenous look in his eyes.
    Offended, she asked, “Is that standard protocol for you?”
    Tucker gave her a look of not understanding her question.
    “Looking up personal information about people and about who they’re dating? Is that customary for you to do?”
    ***
    Tucker suddenly realized his fuck-up and sheepishly flashed his teeth. “Ms. Norris,” he started in.
    She put her hand up in protest. “Just stop. I might have been interested in dinner a moment ago, but not anymore. You already know everything there is to know about me, what’s the point? Unless you really are just after my land, in which case, I’ve already told you I’m not selling it.”
    She moved towards her car door and dug out her keys, but Tucker promptly grabbed them from her hands. He had waited two long weeks to see Lilliana again, biding his time impatiently and priming her for his mindfuck, there was no way in hell he was letting her go so easily.
    Lilliana gasped and her luminous eyes widened, “Give those to me right now!”
    “Just hear me out. No , it’s not customary for me to do a background check, but…”
    “But what ?”
    “I was interested in finding out more about the woman who seemingly has no interest in money. I’m not often confronted with that kind of person and I was fascinated to find out, as you said, what makes you tick.”
    Tucker’s heart beat rapidly, hoping she would buy his almost-lie. It was true that he found her fascinating, but he kept his ultimate motive unspoken.
    Lilliana lunged towards him and swiped at the keys but he pulled them out of her reach. Tucker wanted to smile at how adorable Lilliana looked when she was irritated, and he again felt the urge to tease her, but held his composure. She was proving to be unpredictable and he suspected he might end up with busted lip or a worse yet, a bruised ego.
    “Be reasonable, M s. Norris. Tell me what it’ll take for you to have dinner with me.”
    Lilliana stepped back and Tucker was relieved to see that she was actually considering his offer.
    “I want to read about all your