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I nodded, unable to take my eyes off him. I wasn’t certain what to expect. “I ran a red light.”

“Jesus. What were you thinking? Better question, I hope you got his number.”

“He’s not my type.”

“Girl, he’s anyone’s type. Have you been living under a rock?” she admonished. “Take a look at the way those jeans are riding his ass or maybe it’s the other way around. Whew. Is it hot in here?”

Her voice seemed to travel just enough, even though I had no idea how, but it was obvious Stone had heard her sexy proclamation. The smile crossing his face was smug. I turned away on purpose, fisting my hand in my lap. Every nerve ending was on fire, the desire the same as the night before, perhaps even stronger. I found the air stagnant, my breath catching in my throat.

“If you don’t want to go for him, I certainly will give it a try. He’s gorgeous in a bad boy kind of way.”

When he walked by, his gaze remained directly on me, his expression one of extreme lust. I immediately felt my pulse increasing, my mouth becoming dry. I was just as shaken as I had been the moment I’d seen him, only now my body craved the passion we’d shared. I wiggled in my seat, instantly given another reminder of his extreme domination.

And the fact he was all male.

“And he’s very into you,” she said, her tone full of disappointment. “Who wouldn’t be? You’re gorgeous.”

“Well, we didn’t have a very good exchange after the wreck, as you might imagine. I think he actually wanted to wrap his hands around my throat.” As Stone and I locked eyes again, suddenly there was no one else in the room, the crackling electricity we’d shared before soaring.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine and my car is merely banged up. His Harley… well…” I waited until he sat down at the opposite end of the bar before turning my full attention back to Tanya. Every inch of my body was tingling but I refused to fall into my desires. After today’s events, I felt like I was running out of time.

“I mean you’re flushed,” she continued.

I forced myself to look away, flexing my fingers, completely embarrassed by my reaction to him. We weren’t a match made in heaven. “I’m fine. Just a little warm in here.”

“Mmm… You can say that again. What a shame but a man’s Harley is a part of his manhood. We’ll find you someone suitable.”

I almost choked on my sip of beer, wondering how Stone would take her comment. I knew she wouldn’t give up. The woman was even more tenacious than I was.

During the course of several minutes, she managed to point out a solid six other men who she believed were suitable. What I realized is that I’d never had a relationship that had lasted longer than a few months. I’d been comparing every guy to Stone. Why? What we’d shared had been a blip in time and nothing more.

However, I still wasn’t interested in any of them, three of whom seemed to hover close, watching everything we were doing. When fresh drinks appeared, I had a bad feeling.

“Compliments, ladies, of the three gentlemen behind you,” the bartender said as he put the drinks in front of us.

“Shit,” I muttered. I was terrible at the singles scene.

“Oh, just go with it. They’re pretty cute. You take two and I’ll take one,” Tanya teased, turning in their direction and lifting her glass.

I glanced over my shoulder, offering a slight smile and nothing else. The last thing I wanted to do was egg them on at this point.

Suddenly, a rush of heat swept through me, more suffocating than before. I didn’t like the vibe but there was no reason why. They were three guys dressed casually in jeans and tee shirts. Other than the fact they were all dressed in black, there was nothing odd about them.

Yet a knowing trickled into my system.

Danger.

“I think I need to freshen up,” I said in passing, moving immediately from the barstool.

“You go, girl. Why don’t you just say hello to Mr. Muscle Man since you’re going to walk right by?”

“Very funny and not going to happen.” While I had few options, I managed to avoid seeing Stone or coming anywhere close to the three men. I finally moved into the darkened hallway, breathing a sigh of relief.

“Well, sugar. A man buys you a drink and you’re not going to say thank you?” The voice was gravelly and the man was standing right behind me. I could swear his hot breath was dancing across my skin.

“I do appreciate it. I just have an early day tomorrow.”

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