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He shrugged. “Into a kiss, then.”

Her eyes rolled so hard it was a miracle the pretty blue irises didn’t disappear. “As if you’d have to.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh puh-lease. Look at you! You could have any woman here flat on her back with a snap of her fingers.”

Damon’s brow went up and a slow, deliberate smile crossed his lips. Before he could even think about it, his hand lifted of its own volition. His middle finger and thumb came together and then loudly snapped apart.

“You did not just snap your fingers at me!”

“Oh, but I did.”

Her cheeks flushed with color. “Well, I’m not interested.”

Yeah, he was going to have to call bullshit on that one. “You said any woman.”

“Not this one.”

“Yeah, right.”

The applause continued. The crowd whistled and clapped. The curly-haired brunette’s face went from pink to red.

“That’s some ego you have.”

“If you’re not interested, why did you grab me and kiss me?”

“Just a lark, that’s all,” she said.

She tried to keep that smile on her face. Damon wasn’t buying it. Stepping a little closer, until they stood hip-to-hip facing the audience, he moved his hand to the small of her back and lightly stroked.

She flinched.

Damon almost laughed. The audience was quieting, but still watching very closely.

He moved his fingers down her spine in a touch as soft as cotton candy.

She gulped. “Don’t do that!”

“I’ll stop but only if you agree to meet with me after the show. I’ll be finished in a few minutes.”

“No.”

His hand dropped lower. Her eyes bugged out. But knowing she couldn’t very well slap him and stalk off the stage without making it obvious she wasn’t simply a confused woman who’d just been hypnotized, she stayed in place. “Stop it,” she muttered.

“Say you’ll meet me after the show. I’ll let you pretend to be hypnotized so you can do any outrageous thing you want to me.”

He had just propositioned a near stranger on a stage in front of dozens of people. But he didn’t care. Not even when she kicked his ankle. She had a hard foot, but for some reason, Damon found himself smiling…like he hadn’t in a very long time.

He didn’t smile for long, though. Because ten minutes later, when he’d taken his last bow and looked over in the shadows, certain he’d see her waiting there for him, he discovered his mystery woman was gone.

Chapter 3

“HOW MANY WOMEN named Allie can there be in this tiny town?”

Damon thrust a frustrated hand through his hair. It had been five days—five—since a sexy siren named Allie had turned him inside out and then disappeared. And with every day that passed, the intrigue ratcheted up…as did his desire for her.

With just one kiss and some sexy innuendo, she’d practically had him ready to tear off their clothes and take every bit of wicked, delicious pleasure she’d whispered about. If the audience hadn’t been there, he might have done it then and there. If she hadn’t run away, he might have done it every single night since.

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