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His gaze drifted over me, and I’d never been more grateful for my small collection of leather. My leather shift dress did wonders for my figure, giving me the illusion of being far curvier than I was.

“You look gorgeous.” He gave me those bedroom eyes and bit down on his bottom lip.

Belying his words and the heat behind his gaze, he kept a respectful distance between us.

“Thank you. You do too. Serious, but still gorgeous.”

His slow, easy grin made my stomach flip and drop. I had to stop myself from reaching for the bar for support.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“Having a drink with some of my coworkers.”

He glanced around. “Where are they?”

“Outside on the patio.”

His eyes narrowed. “Likely story. Are you sure you aren’t stalking me?”

I let out a surprised laugh. “If I was, I would never admit it. You’re probably wearing a wire. Anyway, you weren’tthatgood—not enough to go psycho-stalker over at least.”

He gave me that grin again and ran his hand down the front of his shirt. “That isn’t true, and I have the sheets to prove it.”

Heat shot to my cheeks and throat. “Did you really have to bring that up?”

“I can’t believe you’re actually embarrassed over that, pretty girl. You don’t strike me as someone who gets embarrassed easily.”

“I’m not.” I pressed a hand to my flushed cheek. “I wasn’t prepared for you to talk about the sheets, which I really hope you’ve washed.”

He cocked his head. “They’re safely tucked away in an evidence bag.”

My nose wrinkled. “Gross.”

“Excuse me.” We both turned to find the bartender propping her boobs up again. “Your order is being taken to your table, handsome. Is there any other way I can help you?”

Luke ran his hand through the side of his hair, mussing it up deliciously. “What do you want to drink?”

I tried to meet the bartender’s eyes, but she was stuck on Luke. “I’ll have a margarita on the rocks, please.” I flicked my attention back to Luke as she started on my drink. “Are you here with friends?”

He shook his head. “No. Business associates. Work isn’t over for me, unfortunately. I should get back to them.”

“Right. Well, it was good seeing you. Maybe we’ll run into each other again.”

“If youarestalking me, I’d work on your subterfuge. Hanging out in the bar closest to my office is less than subtle.”

I rolled my eyes. “I got what I wanted from you. Why would I need to stalk you?”

He dipped closer to me, bringing his mouth near my ear. “Because you recognized there was so much more you missed out on.” His cheek brushed mine, then he pulled away, taking a step back. “Until next time, pretty girl.”

He tucked his hands in his pockets and strolled away.

I really doubted there would be a next time, but it had been fun while it lasted.

Chapter Six

Saoirse

I’dbeenplayingthelong game with the honey guy at the farmers’ market. Every week, I flirted a little more, slowly luring him to my hook. Not that I’d know what to do with him once I caught him, but the game was fun.

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