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“Don’t you have work to do?” I question when I spot people down the other end of the bar trying to get her attention.

Her eyes flash with anger, and she flips her hair over her shoulder. Thankfully, she musters up what’s left of her dignity and makes a swift exit.

“Brother,” Raptor says, his voice filled with laughter. “You were an asshole, man, but fuck, she’s not goin’ to give a fuck. She’ll be back.”

I take another sip of my beer, my gut churning at the thought. If she does, I’m going to lose my damn temper, and then she’ll know just how much of an asshole I can be.

“Best way to show her you’re not interested is to find someone else to fuck tonight. She’ll soon get the hint.”

I scan the bar, knowing that Raptor’s right. But fuck, it’s been a while since I’ve had someone new to fuck. I have a few women I rotate around, ones I know aren’t going to get attached. Tonight, I want someone new, someone different.

“Damn.” Raptor grins. “Pyro’s on the prowl. Fuckin’ hell, man, tonight’s shapin’ up to be fuckin’ fantastic.”

I shake my head. Raptor and I have shared women in the past. Neither of us are territorial when it comes to women. As long as the woman is having the time of her life, then all is good.

I’m all about pleasure. Hearing a woman scream my name in ecstasy is all I want. Raptor, however, is all about fucking.

A soft body collides with mine, and I reach out without hesitating to steady them. I turn at the sound of an Irish accent and see a tiny blonde woman staring up at me. She’s barely five-foot-four. Hell, she’s wearing heels, so I’m guessing she’s shorter than that. She’s also wearing a silver dress that clings to her body.

I’ve found the woman who’ll be warming my bed tonight.

“Jesus, Chloe, are you okay?” her friend asks her. The dark-haired woman is watching her friend with caution and worry.

“I’m so sorry,” the woman called Chloe says as she looks up at me, her green eyes wide and her plump pink lips parted in surprise.

Fuck, she’s gorgeous. Her skin is pale, like porcelain, and that fucking accent is making my cock twitch.

“You drunk, darlin’?” Raptor asks her.

I spare my brother a glare. Fuck no. He’s not going anywhere fucking near the beauty I’m enthralled by. Raptor just chuckles.

“No,” Chloe says in disgust. “Your alcohol isn’t that strong. Do you water it down or something?”

I can’t help but laugh at her words. She looks utterly insulted at the insinuation she was drunk.

“Let me guess,” I say through my laughter. “What they say is true: you Irish know how to handle your liquor.”

Chloe rolls those gorgeous green eyes of hers. “Like it’s hard?”

Her friend nods. “So, what’s fun to do around here? We only have a few days left before we leave. You two look like you’d be a great time.” She smiles brightly. “I’m Mallory, and this is my girl, Chloe.”

Raptor takes the lead. Now that he knows I want Chloe, he’s going in for the kill with Mallory. “I’m Raptor, darlin’. It’s a fuckin’ pleasure to meet you.”

Mallory's smile widens. “Oh no, I’m guessing the pleasure is going to be mine later.”

“Fuckin’ guarantee it, darlin’.”

I turn to Chloe and introduce myself. “Name’s Pyro,” I tell her.

Her smile is soft, and I fucking love that she’s looking me in the eyes. Not many women do, especially since eight of my front teeth are missing.

“Hi,” she says as she takes a step forward. “It’s really nice to meet you. I’m sorry I bumped into you.”

Jesus, she’s fucking sweet and sexy.

“Don’t be sorry, babe. I sure as fuck ain’t.”

Her cheeks flush. Christ, she’s fucking sweet as fuck.

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