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this stupid
grin on his face all the time. Can’t believe his luck. It was Amber who
suggested paintball to start off the activities I’ve got lined up for Ethan’s
stag month.”
    “Month? Aren’t stag parties usually
just one night?”
    “Well, any excuse. Besides, can’t
let my man get ball and chained without a decent send off.”
    “Amber must be special if she’s
willing to go along with a month’s worth of partying.”
    “Yeah, she’s special. Next to Ethan,
Amber’s my best friend.”
    Beth glimpsed something in Marco’s
eyes and hated that her chest flared in response. “Do you still have a thing for
her?”
    Again, that steady considering look.
“No.”
    She watched him as she sipped her
drink. Did she believe him? Or did this Amber still have his heart? Her
instinct was to accept his answer, but those instincts hadn’t done her much
good before. “You haven’t told me what you do,” she said, wanting to change to
more innocuous subject matter. “Where do you work?”
    “I run a bar down on the coast. My
uncle died and bequeathed it to me. Papa Niko’s. You know it?”
    Since she couldn’t remember ever
having spent an evening in
Brighton
since
she’d arrived to take up her job at the Center a year ago, Beth shook her head.
“What sort of bar?”
    “Pretty solid crowd, mostly
regulars. Couple of nights we specialize in cocktail evenings which brings in a
different type of punter. Few stag parties, girls’ night out stints.”
    It sounded like her idea of hell.
    They talked more about their jobs
and about local stuff until eleven thirty when Marco checked his watch. “I need
to get back to secure the bar for the night.” At the door he turned as she
walked him out. “When do you get a night free?”
    Rarely. She didn’t need one. Until
now. “What did you have in mind?”
    He slipped his hands around her
waist and pulled her in for a hot kiss. When he released her mouth, they were
both breathing heavily. “That’s what I have in mind, but we can start with
dinner.”
    She didn’t resist when he kissed her
again. “Thursday?”
    He kept his arms locked tight, but
pulled back so he could look at her. “You’re making me wait two whole days? Is
that something to do with the hours policy?”
    “Something.” She smiled as she ran
her fingers up and down his biceps. “But by Thursday we’re way over the limit.”
    He grinned, slow and sexy. “In that
case…”
    He gave her another kiss that nearly
blew her head off. His hands slipped down to her backside, fingers massaging
her flesh and drawing her up close and personal to his erection. She moved her
hips, loving the way his breath hitched as she gyrated against him. He felt
hard and manly and every female urge she’d suppressed sprang to vibrant life.
Before she could think, Beth stretched her arms around his neck and let her
fingers spread through the dark hair that touched his collar.
    Their mouths melded, tongues
clashed. Marco’s hand found her breast again and this time Beth didn’t draw
back. She wanted to feel his touch, wanted to be drawn against his heat. She
wanted so very much, and wondered, no knew, that he was the one to give it to
her.
    Marco’s thumb brushed across her
nipple and Beth cursed the blouse and bra that provided the barrier that kept
her from feeling flesh against flesh.
    “Shit. Can’t seem to keep my hands
off you.”
    Beth moaned into his mouth. “You
know me well enough now to know that if I didn’t like it I’d stop you.”
    He feathered kisses along her jaw,
her throat. “Thursday seems a damn long way off.”
    She laughed as he assaulted her neck
with his wicked tongue. “Everything comes to he who waits.”
    “Speaking of which, we keep doing
this and I’ll embarrass myself. My cock’s so damn ready for you.”
    His words thrilled her. James had
never used crude words, had never spoken much at all during sex come to think
of it, but Marco’s words made her pulse quicken and her