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lastly, I need some time to process all this new information.  So please give me some space."
    Frankie growled at me.  An honest to god growl.
    "I' m gonna tell daddy," I warned.
    “Do have any idea how fuckin’ dangerous this asshole is?” 
    I glanced up at Deuce.  Our eyes locked and those baby blues sucked me in.  Sheesh, he was beautiful.
    “I’m guessing he’s about as dangerous as you,” I said, still staring up at Deuce, unable to look away.  “So go,” I demanded.
    "We're talkin' later Eva," Frankie said, fuming.  "Count on it."
    He stalked off into the crowd.
    "Boy's got it bad for you darlin'," Deuce said, taking a seat beside me.  I lifted my right leg onto the table and turned to face him.  Suddenly all my senses went on hyper alert.  The proximity of him allowed me smell the booze on his breath and a day’s worth of summer sweat on his skin.  It wasn't altogether a bad smell.  It reminded me of…man. 
    "Not that I blame him.  I was his age and you were min e, I'd be jumpin' up and gettin ' in faces too."
    If I was his age and you were mine.   Wow.  Just…wow.
    "I'm nobody's," I shot back.
    His eyebrow rose.  "Not sure Frankie agrees with that."
    I snorted.  "Frankie's a whore."
    “He fuckin’ your friends?
    “Yep.  All of them except Kami, my best friend.  She would never touch him.”
    Kami and I had gone to prep school together since kindergarten.  She was the daughter of a former senator and an heiress.  She’d been raised by nannies and spent most of her time with me and steered clear of Frankie.  She'd didn't like him and in all honesty I think he scared her.
    Smirking, Deuce shook his head.  “He’s tryin’ to get you to notice him.  Tryin’ to make you jealous.  A fuckin’ blind man could see how bad that boy wants down your pants.”
    Grossed out, I scrunched up my nose.  “Not gonna happen.  He's like my brother.  Besides, I'm not about having a boyfriend.  I don't even like boys."
    Except him.  Only Deuce wasn’t a boy, he was a man, full grown.  It was ridiculous to feel this way but I couldn't help it.  Ever fiber of my being felt drugged with his presence.  I kept catching myself leaning into his space. 
    "Darlin', you just haven't met the right guy," He said, smiling. "If you were just a little bit older…"
    He stopped talking and shook his head.
    "If I was older," I prompted, needing to hear what he'd been about to say.
    He leaned sideways and bent his head to mine.  His lips brushed against my cheek.  "If you were older darlin', I'd have you on the back of my bike and in my fuckin' bed and you'd be not just likin' it but lovin' it, beggin' me for more."
    My lips parted and my chest expanded as I sucked down much needed air.  Holy shit.  I’d felt that statement all the way down to my toes and back up again.  And I wanted to feel it again.  And again.  Only naked and wrapped around Deuce's body.
    "There it is, darlin'," He said softly, his lips curving slowly in a sexy grin.  "Nothin' like seein' a pretty girl gettin' all fired up."
    I. Just. Stared.
    "Back of a bike is comin' for ya and soon too, cuz baby the way you’re lookin’ at me is tellin’ me you want it.  And you want it bad."
    Pushing himself off the bench, he winked once and disappeared into the crowd.
    My heart poun ding I looked around feeling embarrassed and over exposed but no one was paying me any attention at all.
    I put my ear buds back in and started singing again, not quite as loud as usual since my voice was shaking.
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    Deuce stayed up on the roof long after everyone had moved inside the club to keep partying, start fucking or pass the hell out.
    He was having a hell of an internal battle and had already gone through half a bottle of Jaeger and two packs of smokes while he was having it.
    Eva.  That fucking girl.  She should have stayed awkward and skinny, all elbows and knees and legs too long for her body with insecurity blazing in those big