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Tony was right about Spencer. He’d won the round with Diana. Was still winning. Despite the front she put on, Diana was not. Scuttlebutt indicated she’d been single quite a while and many of her employees at the Nook barely tolerated her. Her kids weren’t even in her orbit. Another kick
while she was down and who the hell knew what would happen.
Marcia scrunched up her shoulders then let them sag. Already some of the tension she’d hauled around all day like a sack of old potatoes was starting to drain away. Because she knew what she had to do.
Daaaaamit.
Diana or no Diana, the one thing Marcia didn’t need to do was to send more bad mojo out into the universe. While she was standing on so many precipices in her own life, she couldn’t afford the karmic debt.
Not your problem, Marcia chanted in her head. Not your problem.
“Marsh?”
“Yeah, fine, so it’s not really my problem either.” She sighed at the twinge in her oft-neglected conscience as she lifted her head and met his gaze. “I’m doing this for you, by the way. If you can do the supposed right thing no matter how uncomfortable it is, then I can too once in a while. Just don’t get too used to it, Antonio.”
His face softened, his dark eyes melting like chocolate chips on a cookie sheet. “I’m so proud of you.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
He grinned and she had to fight to keep from grinning back at him. She’d do a lot more than smile at her sexy man once they’d gotten through this conversation.
Right now, she’d just keep her serious face on, thank you very much.
“This isn’t your only chance, you know,” Tony said, brushing his hand over her hair. “If you change your mind, you can still blast her rep to kingdom come. But you’ll likely be blasting Cale too. Not that he cares.”
“He’d probably have a T-shirt screen-printed. The guy’s completely unrepentant about sex.” Except this morning. He’d acted uncharacteristically hesitant concerning last night.
She was no dummy. That meant it hadn’t been just some impromptu crop-and-run game. Diana had gotten to him. Even blindfolded and facedown, somehow she’d reached a place inside him Marcia knew he didn’t willingly give access to.
“True enough. He doesn’t lose his cool about anything.”
“Not so true anymore,” Marcia murmured.
“Why? What’d he say to you?”
“Not a whole hell of a lot. But I think he’s interested. Christ, he was talking about Diana’s boobs when he was in bed with me, so who am I kidding? We know he’s fucking interested.”
Instead of giving her one of those patient looks that made her feel approximately six inches tall, Tony started to laugh. “Well, can’t fault the guy. She does have nice breasts.”
“Asshole.” She laughed too, catching the teasing glint in his eyes. “Good thing I know you’re kidding.”
“Nah, I’m lucky, because I get this even more gorgeous, perfect pair all to myself.” He played with her nipples, already rising to stiff peaks beneath her sweatshirt. “No bra,” he added appreciatively.
“No panties either.” She knew from his widening grin he’d heard the little hitch in her breath. He had very talented fingers. “I went low maintenance today.”
“Mmm. I want to go low too. On you. I want to taste every part of you,” he said, his breath hot against her cheek. “Right here in this hallway, until you’re limp and digging your nails into the wall to hold yourself up.”
She moistened her lips. Kinda matched the moistening going on elsewhere in her body. “That sounds acceptable to me.”
“Not yet.” He twisted her nipple and a moan escaped before she even knew it was coming. “First we need to have a talk.”
“Another one?” She knew she was whining and didn’t care. “Aren’t we done yet?”
He flashed her another grin. “Be good.”
“I’ve already been good once today. Any more and I’m likely to turn green and start smoking.”
He pulled her with him into the living room. “Funny girl. So—” His gaze narrowed on the mess on the sofa. “What happened here?”
