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I twisted in the booth to watch her walk away, enjoying the view. Maybe I was imagining it, but it looked like she put a little extra sway in each step. The hem of her thin white shirt swung tantalizingly across the base of her ass like it was teasing me. When the chime on the door tinkled, I turned my attention to the card. It was not at all what I'd expected. The letters were written in a dark, almost hot-pink color.

Risqué

Exotic lingerie for real women

Ashton Walker - Founder

Violet Dawson - Marketing

Yeah. Cats Peak, Texas, was going to hate this girl, and I planned to enjoy every second of it. It was about time for these small-town idiots to get a taste of their own medicine, and I wanted a front-row seat. Glancing to the window, I watched her shake Mike's hand before pulling open her car door. For a split second, I tried to imagine what lingerie she had on under those skin-tight jeans.

That was when she pulled off the cap. A pastel rainbow tumbled free, falling to the middle of her back in soft waves and a myriad of colors. I couldn't help but smile. Fuck lingerie. I didn't even know what color her hair was, but I knew it was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. When my gaze returned to her face, I realized she was looking back. Through two panes of glass, our eyes met. Then she tilted her head as if to say, "And?"

All I could do was nod, hoping she knew exactly how much I liked it. Damn, that girl was hot. She was also trouble, and I was an expert on getting into that.

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