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“Are you buying me another?” I hear over my shoulder and find Felicity standing behind me. She reaches out her hands, latches on to my arm, and pulls me back, essentially cutting off my connection with Harper.

Turning to Brent, who gives me a knowing look, I tell him to grab a round for everyone. While he does, the girls go back to ignoring me, but not really ignoring me, and I go back to trying to extract my body from Felicity’s talons. Finally, when I finish my beer, I set the empty on the counter and wave off another.

“Leaving?” Brent asks.

“Yep. Big day tomorrow.”

“Doctor’s office opens at eight. I’m sure they can give you something for the itch,” my redheaded minx announces loudly to the bar.

Not letting her have the final word, I reply, “Maybe next time you’ll disclose all of your STDs before you maul me in the men’s bathroom and give me crabs.”

She gasps as I throw her a wink, turn, and head toward the exit.

“Bye, Lath! I’ll see you tomorrow,” Felicity hollers.

I throw a wave over my shoulder without turning around and push through the door. Before I’m completely out of sight, I glance back, enjoying one last look of those long legs and short shorts. It’ll be those images that accompany me to bed later tonight. I’ll even pretend she’s using those legs for good and not trying to strangle me with them.

Smiling, I open my truck door, slide the key in the ignition, and give it a crank. My ears instantly start to bleed when Britney Spears blasts through the speakers at full volume. “Fuck!” I holler, my fingers fumbling with the knob. Once I’m bathed in silence, I can’t help but laugh. Funny, she’d pick “…Baby One More Time” to play as her form of torture.

Good call.

However, one thing she may not realize: one time will never be enough. I’ll always want more.

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