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Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind and the all-too-familiar scent of Mika’s spicy perfume teased him. “You, sir, are underdressed,” Mika said against his ear.

“Sorry about that.” He pulled away long enough to turn around so he could face her in all of her Silver Queen glory. “The stakeout went longer than expected.”

“You’ll be forgiven, since you look so damn good in those pants.” Her hands wandered down his back to cup his ass.

He dipped his head and brushed a kiss across her lips, wishing like hell they weren’t in a crowded bar right now. “I look even better out of them.”

“Believe me, I know.” Mika looked up at him through her thick eyelashes and stepped closer so that there wasn’t a millimeter of space between them. “I love seeing them on our bedroom floor almost as much as I love you.”

“Does that mean we can leave now?” Their apartment was only a few blocks away. He could have her naked and moaning before the Silver Queen’s court even knew she’d left the bar.

“Before we even dance?” She stuck out her bottom lip in a playful pout.

Carlos looked around at the standing-room-only area near the old-fashioned jukebox. “There’s still not a dance floor.”

“When has that ever stopped us before?” She slid her hands around to his chest and glided them up until they were clasped loosely on his shoulders. A slow song started, its power chords lifting over the constant chatter of the crowd. “I dropped my quarters in that jukebox as soon as I saw you strut in. I couldn’t help myself. You’re so much fun to tease.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to get my revenge.” Swaying to the music in the middle of a shoulder-to-shoulder group of still-costumed LARPers, Carlos lowered his head and kissed Mika like she was his heart, his salvation, and his redemption all in one—because she was. “I love you, mi cielo.”

She laid her head on his chest, right above his heart. “And I love you right back.”

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