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screaming orgasm. Holy hell, he made her hot!
    The black dress shirt he wore fit him like a glove. She didn’t get to check out his rear. And, from his seated position, her view was obscured. That was acceptable for now. He had to get up at some point. For now, she was content with sneaking glimpses of his sexy smile and perfect teeth.
    Spring could not stop the thoughts that invaded her mind. Her fingers itched to graze his skin and grip his body tight, sweat glistening on their skin as he navigated her through sexual bliss. Oh, dear Lord, she needed to get laid! She wanted to taste him, nibble on the lips that were too sensual and thick to belong to a man.
    Spring intended to enjoy herself while in Vegas. What was one night? She would allow all of her inhibitions to fall to the wayside. If she wanted to flirt, she’d flirt. If she wanted to jump a man’s bones tonight, she would go for it. She was an adult and could do whatever she pleased…until her sisters arrived tomorrow. There was no way in hell Spring would tell her sisters that she had actually followed their advice.
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    Bo’s dinner arrived shortly after Spring’s had. He didn’t get a chance to talk to her again. His sister Piper called because his niece, Chloe, had to speak to her favorite uncle before going to bed. As he ate, he laughed as Chloe caught him up on the hectic activities of a kindergartner, and to confirm he was still attending her upcoming ballet recital. She had her mother take a picture of her in her ballerina outfit and sent it to his cell phone.
    As he praised Chloe about how pretty she looked, he noticed he had a curious audience of one. Oh, she tried to be slick about it, but Bo noticed how alert she became after she finished eating her dinner. She had begun drawing again. Her pencil stopped moving after he clicked on his earpiece and moved the phone to retrieve the photo Piper had sent of Chloe in her ballerina outfit. He continued chatting with Chloe through his earpiece, but tilted his phone in the woman’s direction, so she could see the picture he so proudly displayed.
    The soft gasp from his right side caused Bo to smile. Without saying one word to her or turning in her direction, Bo had let her know she had been busted eavesdropping. She couldn’t turn away from the sweet little girl on his cell phone. Bo watched her out of the corner of his eye as he continued to talk and laugh with Chloe. He didn’t miss the reddened cheeks on the woman next to him. She had been embarrassed for being caught. She was too damn adorable for words.
    Bo ended his call, reminding Chloe that ballerinas have to get lots of sleep in order to be their best every morning. The woman had gone back to her meal by the time he had finished his call. After a few moments had passed, Bo decided it wouldn’t hurt to lean in her direction and sneak a peek at what new sketch she had started on.
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    Spring could feel his eyes boring into her when both bartenders walked away to tend to other patrons. It gave her the perfect idea for what she had already started on. A picture formed in her head, and she began to draw. His image was already seared into her memory. He was a stranger, but he didn’t feel that way to her.
    It was funny how odd things like that could happen. Once she had an idea in her head, played around with how she wanted to express that idea, she only needed one look. And yet it was an unconscious habit for her to continuously look at her object, if she had one, but this wasn’t the case with the powerful man sitting next to her. There was no need to turn around and steal glances. She could see him clearly in her mind. This one would be completely different from the other sketches she had drawn tonight. She was in a very jovial mood.
    One section of the bar was angled to look out onto the floor of the casino. Spring had plenty of subjects to draw. People-watching had always been an enjoyable hobby of hers. The ideas seemed to