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“It’s Jack’s bachelor party.”

“I’m not even asking how you found me.”

He threw off his towel and stepped into the tub.

“I didn’t invite you.” Her words had some bite, but he ignored them.

“I hear you’ve had a rough day.” He didn’t touch her like he wanted to. He saw the straps of her blue bikini were tied around her neck, and the curves of her full breasts rose above the water. He was so hungry for her, his eyes nearly crossed. But he was also not an animal.

“It hasn’t been a good one.” She relaxed, sinking down into the water.

“You could sue?”

“I could, but then that just keeps the case in the public eye, and it really wasn’t the stripper policeman’s fault. It’s just best sometimes to let things go.”

“Doug the Douchebag.”

Her lips tilted slightly. Her hair was piled on top of her head, and her face was bare. She was so goddamn sexy, he had to fight himself to stop reaching for her.

“Simon Nicks is not a very nice man. He’s made a lot of money out of pictures he’s taken of people in compromising situations. He hates me for several reasons and has spent years trying to get dirt on me and failed. I think it’s become something of a challenge.”

“Do you ever fight back?”

“When I think it’s necessary. How do you know about the pictures, Nash? You don’t like social media.”

“Ford showed them to me.”

She was silent for a while, and too far away, so he moved closer. Picked her up and lowered her between his legs. Her sigh came from deep inside as she lay back on his chest.

“I should be annoyed with you for invading my space.”

“But you can’t resist me, so what can you do?”

“Something like that.”

“Tell me about your life.” He stroked her arm. “I want to understand it.”

“How long have you got?” Her laugh held no humor.

“However long it takes.”

“I’m a pretty private person like you, Nash.”

“What do you want to know about me?” He tried not to tense up at the thought of sharing personal stuff.

“Why didn’t you like me on sight?”

It was weirdly peaceful holding her like this, which was odd, considering the woman turned him inside out. He did something he never did then: he opened up. Nash told her about the girl in college who’d left him because he wouldn’t pursue her dream of him becoming a basketball success. Then he talked about Kirsty.

“She broke your trust and your heart.”

“Something like that.”

“I saw her. She was pretty.”

“She was high-maintenance, always getting me to buy her things. When I saw you, I thought you were the same. I’m sorry for that, Luna.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the top of her head.

“I forgive you because you’re really good in bed.”

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