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    At three o'clock in the morning, he found himself back at the diner again. He had had to drive around for nearly an hour trying to find it and now that he was here, he had no idea what he was going to say to her.
    Devin had pretty much calmed down now. He was still pissed at her, but that was more because he could not find her than anything else.
    He walked in the door just as she was coming out of the kitchen with another man. And Devin promptly got pissed all over again. Then when the man leaned over and kissed her—on the mouth no less—Devin saw red.
    Both Devin and Ronnie watched as the man walked out the door and then she looked over at him. Devin was actually taken aback by the amount of venom he saw in her eyes. And more shocked at how quickly his cock hardened.
    "What do you want? I'm really busy and, unless you are eating, then I suggest you get the hell out."

    "I want to talk to you, please." Pulling her into his arms is what he really wanted to do, and kiss her until she could not breathe. But he figured that he valued his life and where all his manly parts were, thanks.
    "Wrong. You eat something, you can stay. You speak and I'll call the cops on your ass. I suggest you go. I might actually spit in your food tonight."
    They both knew she would not and he walked to the booth where her books were and sat down, picking up the menu.
    He either had to sit down or fall down. All the blood in his body had pooled in his cock and he was suddenly dizzy with need for her. That made his mood all the more confusing. He’d only just met this woman the night before and she was doing all sorts of things to his libido.
    Christ, she was beautiful, especially as mad as she was at him. Her strawberry blond hair was pulled back from her face showing high cheek bones, tiny ears and a long column of a neck. A neck he wanted desperately to lick and nibble. Her eyes were a bright polished purple color and nearly glowed with emotion. He already knew she was tall, but tonight she was a few inches taller in her black knee-high boots. The long expanse of leg in between those and her mid-thigh denim skirt was covered in dark tights. The sweater set she had on was a perfect contrast to her creamy skin tone, dark green undershirt, and a shade lighter outer shell. The set was tight and her hard nipples poked through deliciously.
    Reaching under the table, Devin adjusted himself. It was either that or he was going to cause serious damage to his hard cock. He felt her come up behind him and hoped she was planning to pour the glass of ice water over his swollen member and not his head.
    "I'll have the Manager’s Special, eggs over easy and strawberries on the pancakes, please," he told her as he put the menu away and then looked up at her.
    "Links or patties on your sausage? I also can do you some bacon, but it will take longer to cook up.”
    "Links. A cup of coffee and OJ as well." She had not bothered writing anything down, but he knew his order would be correct. He just was not sure if he would be eating it or wearing it.
    He noticed the phone book open to the attorneys' section and pulled it and her neat notes toward him. There were several names on the sheet and all but three had been neatly crossed out. He also noticed that his name was not on the list and it had been crossed out of the phone book as well. Crossed out hard and with several lines going thought his name and a mustache on his face. Devin smiled at that. Apparently, she had figured out who he was. When she came back with his coffee and juice, he did not bother looking guilty.

    "Do you understand the word privacy? As in stay out of others people's things when they don't concern you,” she practically snarled at him.
    "You left it out on my table—public domain. If it’s out there, you must have wanted me to look at it." He thought she would argue that it had been her table first, but she simply started jamming her things into her backpack mumbling under her breath