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longer. Anything to see that gorgeous smile of hers again. She looked at him with sincere interest. Hell, he wouldn’t mind her ogling him again.
    Really? Was he going soft?
    She did seem to hesitate before she turned and acknowledged him. It was as if she was thinking about his statement. Bo watched her place her pencil on top of the sketchpad and once again take her time to spin around on her bar stool. It didn’t seem as if she was agitated by his attempts at conversation. She gave him a smile filled with interest and pleasure. She was clearly checking him out and had no shame in doing so.
    “You didn’t have to apologize, but I want to thank you for that.” The male bartender arrived, interrupting any other thoughts Bo may have had as he placed the woman’s dinner entrée in front of her. She thanked the bartender, inhaled deeply, obviously enjoying the aroma, and looked back to Bo. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m starving. Once again, thank you for the apology. It’s good to know you were taught better than that.” She winked at him. Her genuine smile reached her eyes and seemed to sparkle before she turned back to her dinner.
    Damn! She was smoother than he was. Bo was reduced to squirming in his chair as he tried to find some comfort with the little room left in his slacks. His dick was so hard his zipper could pop at any moment. This woman was doing a number on him, and he was perplexed as to why this was happening.
    There were two things he noticed about her. She had a healthy appetite, and she didn’t ask him to join her. That twisted move turned up his internal heater even more. He had never had an attraction this strong or this fast.
    Bo was no virgin. Hell no! He had bedded more women than he cared to remember, but none had ever had this type of effect on him. And boy, had he had them all. Tall ones, short ones, thin ones, thick ones, small boobs, big boobs, obscene boobs, just about every race and nationality. He had no preference as long as she was female and willing. Every last one of them was superficial and saw only what she hoped he could give her in return.
     
     

     
     
     
     
     

 

     
     

Chapter 2
     
     

    Spring could feel his eyes engulfing her body. Her body tingled, reacting to him before he had even spoken to her. Her nipples became stiff as boards when he spoke to her for the first time. She didn’t intend to eat him up with her eyes when she had turned around, but she couldn’t help but react to what her body already knew.
    He would be hers before she left Las Vegas.
    Oh, yeah! She was definitely living in the moment.
    The gentle scent of sandalwood caught her attention almost immediately. The young men she dealt with on a daily basis at the college campus didn’t know when to stop when it came to applying cologne. He was not most men.
    The man seated near her was the epitome of sex. His presence in a room wouldn’t go unnoticed. Although he’d taken his seat before she had gotten a glance at the total package, she knew he was a big man. Tall, wide shoulders, and a muscular build. One of his hands could easily engulf both of hers. She had to stifle a groan when she looked up at him. She’d caught him in the midst of removing his hat when he spoke to her.
    Although it was commonplace to see a man wearing one back in her hometown of Denver, Spring was not a fan of cowboy hats. But she could imagine herself naked, smiling down at him as she rode his cock, and his hat lying beside them. She could not help the slutty thoughts that crept into her mind. His pale sky-blue eyes caused her to think of all sorts of naughty things. They were an odd shade of blue that held her gaze whether she wanted them to or not. It made her think of white, sandy beaches and beautiful clear blue skies.
    When she glanced up at his fingers raking through his dark, curly hair, she could almost feel those soft curls gliding through her fingers while she was in the midst of an orgasm. Hopefully a