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dirty little secrets, too,” she said coolly, crossing her arms over her chest.
    Tucker couldn’t believe his ears. She wanted a background check on him? Was she fucking serious? He about told her to go to hell until he saw the pout in her lips. Glancing down, he could just see the shape of Lilliana’s ass through her scrubs and he gave in. He may have been a businessman, but the keyword there was man. For all his professionalism and emotional detachment, he still let his dick do the thinking for him a fair amount of the time, and he was well aware of it. He couldn’t help that he wanted to taste those lips and to feel that fleshy ass grinding up against him. And more to the point, he wanted that motherfucking acreage.
    “Fine,” he declared, handing back Lilliana’s keys.
    He felt sheer delight to see the look of disbelief on her face.
    “Well… I can’t tonight,” she tried to back down.
    “Oh, no, you don’t. You said dinner was contingent on doing a background check on me so be it. You’re not backing down now, little gi… lady ,” he quickly corrected himself.  “Follow me to my office and I’ll pull up a file on myself for you to peruse. And by the way, interesting car,” he laughed, walking away from her.
    Step 1 complete . Her interest was piqued.
    ***
    Lilliana regretted having suggested the background check on Tucker. She wasn’t really that interested in reading about his sordid past. Or was she? She had already heard more than enough from her coworkers about his womanizing, dick-teasing ways. But she did give her word – sort of, so reluctantly she followed behind his car to his office.
    The entire drive over Lilliana pondered what kind of secrets she would read about Tucker. Where had he grown up? Had he committed any fraud or crimes? It wouldn’t surprise her – Tucker did have that devilish, deceptive look about him. But that smile… there was just something about his crooked, toothy grin that screamed fuck me. No doubt that smile of his had gotten him laid numerous times and was a large part of why he was such a manwhore. That and his charm and firm body.
    When they arrived at the tall, architecturally stunning building in downtown Bridgeport, they parked in the underground garage. Tucker was holding the elevator open with the beginning of a smile on the corners of his mouth, and Lilliana climbed on with him. Tucker touched the button for floor 12 and their ascent began with a jump of the elevator. She felt her chest jiggle and peeked up at Tucker to see his eyes resting on her breasts with juvenile grin on his face. Men never grow up . Tucker’s eyes remained on her the whole time and the silence along with his unrelenting and enigmatic stare was unnerving.
    Lilliana kept avoiding his gaze but when she saw his smile widen to her nervousness, she addressed the issue.
    “Would you please stop giving me that smile?” she asked irritably.
    Tucker’s right eyebrow rose ever so slightly, “What smile is that ?”
    “The I’m-the-hot-and-irresistible-Tucker-McGrath-fuck-me-now smile.” 
    As soon as the words left her mouth, Lilliana regretted having said them. She needed to remind herself that just because the thought was in her head, it didn’t need to be spoken.
    Tucker laughed loudly, his deep, throaty voice echoing in the small confines of the elevator.
    “Is it working?” he asked in between laughs.
    “What?”
    “My smile. Do you want to fuck me?”
    Lilliana huffed and rolled her eyes. “If by fuck you mean slap you upside your fat, egotistical head, then yes, I do want to ‘fuck you’ .”
    A muscle flicked angrily in Tucker’s jaw and he gritted his teeth. His normally lustful eyes conveyed the fury within and he moved in for the kill, pinning Lilliana against the wall. “Such attitude, Ms. Norris. And that brazen mouth… it seems to me you’re long overdue for a bit of discipline. I think perhaps that round bottom of yours needs to be paddled to a lovely shade