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Missy sitting at the back corner table and knew she’d found a cure to get Kyle Phillips out of her thoughts. Hell, she could still feel his fingers working inside her. She clinched the walls of her center and shivered. “It won’t happen again.”
    Kayla smiled and with her fingers, made the motion of locking her lips. “I won’t say a word.”
    Sharon sighed with relief. “Will you do me another favor?”
    “Depends.”
    “Will you take over my shift for about an hour? There’s something I need to take care of.”
    “What about Luke? He’ll want to know where you are, there’s only one other waitress tonight.”
    “On my nights off, you’ve filled in plenty of times. Please. Do you really think he will question anything you do? He’s so whipped it’s pathetic.” Sharon laughed.
    Kayla pressed her lips to a thin line. “He. Is. Not. Whipped. Just hurry. Where do these drinks go?” She motioned to the full tray and got to her feet.
    “Table seven. Thanks so much.” Sharon took a few steps away from the counter and turned around. “Don’t you want to know what I need to do?”
    Kayla glanced toward the back of the room to the table occupied by Missy and Vic then back to Sharon. “I have a pretty good idea.”
     

Chapter 2
     
    By the time Sharon made it to Missy and Vic’s table, Stone Larson had taken a seat next to Missy. He’d joined them a few times in the past, making their threesome a full-blown orgy. Tonight though, the way Missy had turned her chair to face him and flipped her bright red hair, eyes lusting, Sharon knew it would be one of those nights when Missy would leave Vic to fend for himself, which was great for Sharon. She didn’t have the energy for anything other than getting thoughts of what happened in the storage room with Kyle pounded out of her, and she knew Vic was perfect for the job.
    She moved behind Vic and leaned over, her hands pressed against her thighs and her lips at his ear. “You’re out on a Saturday?”
    He turned and gave her an amused look. “Meeting a friend.”
    “Stone?” Sharon asked, suddenly wishing she had delivered the drinks she’d conned Kayla into taking. She didn’t want to be part of their circle, not tonight. Not while he was on her mind. And standing there talking to Vic, she realized that maybe she didn’t want Kyle Phillips out of her head. Not completely. Maybe just while she was at work. Only then would she be able to concentrate.
    “No, not Stone. Someone I didn’t think would show anyway.”
    Sharon’s gaze went to Missy who was leaning into Stone, her hand busy under the concealment of the table, his face tense and gratified at the same time. “Missy is definitely occupied.”
    “Am I interrupting?”
    Sharon darted her eyes toward the direction of the faintly familiar voice and recoiled from Vic as if he’d stung her. Kyle stood across from them, hands gripping the back of an empty chair.
    Vic stood and held out a hand, giving Kyle’s a quick shake. “I’d about given up on you. Thought you were for sure gonna puss-out again.”
    “Almost did, but hell, I figured might as well dive in.” Kyle’s eyes held fast on Sharon. “You know, get my fingers wet first.” He grinned at her, that charming crooked grin she’d seen before, and even though she hated smart-ass words, she couldn’t stop her chest from fluttering at that smile of his. And she hated that even more.
    Sharon followed Vic’s eyes to Missy who was oblivious to everyone around her except Stone…who was elbow deep in her skirt. Vic’s shoulders dropped slightly, and he turned and took Sharon’s hand, pulling her up next to him. “This is my girlfriend, Missy. I’ve mentioned her before, haven’t I?”
    What? What! Was he referring to her? He was calling her Missy? Sharon jerked her head to meet Vic’s expression for an answer.
    His arm went around her waist and his finger pressed just under her chin. He leaned into her ear and whispered. “Close your