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“I’m here with a friend.”

“I don’t see your friend.”

“She left with some guy.”

“And you stayed by yourself?”

“I wanted to dance.”

“Isn’t that dangerous?”

Her eyes connected with mine. “Do you think I need protection?”

“With the dress you’re wearing, abso-fucking-lutely.”

She looked down at herself. “What’s wrong with my dress?”

“Where’s the rest of it?”

She smirked, peering up at me through her long black lashes. “You didn’t seem to have a problem with my dress a few minutes ago when you couldn’t take your eyes off me.”

“I still can’t take my eyes off you.”

“You don’t have to worry. The only man I need protection from is you.”

I grimaced again, not trying to hide it. “How long are you in town for?”

“None of your business.”

“What if I’m making it my business?”

“Then you’re in for a rude awakening.”

Unable to resist, I blurted, “Where did my Baby Soph go?”

If my question bothered her, she didn’t show it.

Changing the subject, she questioned, “Why are you here alone?”

“I’m not alone. You’re here with me now.”

“I won’t call you the G.O.A.T like I’m sure most of the women you fuck do.”

“No problem. I’d prefer you call me God.”

She smiled. “Humble much?”

“Sweetheart.” I leaned in, close to her lips. “I wasn’t referring to the way I can throw a football.”

She giggled, licking her lips, and the scent of whiskey and her assaulted my senses.

“Then you’re referring to the way you can throw your dick around?”

I laughed. “It wasn’t my dick I threw around. It was you.”

Her eyes dilated.

“But if you want to continue playing this game of you run and I chase, then there’s only one way for you to find out.”

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