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the designs made sense to
her. She tried not to spend too long staring at his arms. Zoe guessed some of
the tattoos were from his many conquests. Along the way through her travels
she’d heard men liked to keep a record of who they slept with. She figured the
harder she made it for the three men before her, the easier it would be for her
to keep her distance.
    “Open for me,” he said.
    She closed her eyes, unable to do
anything else. The seductive quality to his voice compelled her to do as he
said. She opened her lips and waited. At first she felt the wet heat of his
tongue as it ran across her own bottom lip. She moaned and tried to deepen the
touch. A slap to her thigh stopped her in her tracks.
    Zoe opened her eyes to stare at
Brent. “Don’t rush me, baby. I intend to take my time.”
    They kept calling her baby. “My name
is Zoe,” she said.
    “We know, but we prefer to call you
baby.” Brent shut her up with his lips. He pressed his tongue inside her lips.
Zoe’s eyes closed of their own accord. The feel of him taking her mouth felt so
damn good. She’d never been seduced by a kiss. Other men slammed their lips on
hers, thrust their tongue in a few times, and thought that was a good kiss.
    What Jake, Brent, and she knew
Connor would, too, was seducing her with one little action. How could she even
dream of refusing them after the expertise they were showing with one small
kiss?
    Her whole body was on fire with
need. None of it made sense to her. What the hell was she supposed to do
against such good kissers? Her resolve was crumbling around her.
    She didn’t like it.
    ****
    Brent Jackson knew he was rocking
her world. Zoe was rubbing her breasts against his chest, and soft purring
sounds came from her throat. In those moments, with her eyes closed and her
facial expression softened, she looked like a very vulnerable young woman.
    Not for the first time, Brent
wondered what she’d been through. Law Castle wasn’t an overly big town, and yet
there were enough people to gain more information on people than most anywhere
else. But no one knew anything about Zoe Howard. Even Vicki said she was a cold-hearted
woman who didn’t let anyone in. For the most part, it was as if Zoe was only
passing through.
    In one day and out
the next. He
knew she lived in a small apartment near the roughest part of town. Yes, Law
Castle was a small town, but yet it still had its own fair share of good and
bad parts.
    He knew she didn’t drink, and there
were no problems with drugs or any of that other crap. None of the other guys
who were interested in her had even got a look in. She shot them all down and
made most of them feel small. Her attitude reeked of bitter rejection and
loneliness. With his sideline career he’d learned to observe people.
    Jake and Connor knew he wrote
stories in his spare time. He made quite a bit of money out of it, too. Erotic
romance was his speciality. The nights he’d spent lonely and horny he’d begun
to write down his fantasies. Soon that had turned into a book.
    He wondered what Zoe would think of
his hobby .
    “Are you going to kiss me or what?”
she asked.
    Brent took possession of her lips and
purposefully held himself back. He wasn’t ready to give up on Zoe, but he knew
giving her everything wasn’t the way to get her wanting them permanently.
    He stepped out of the way and made
room for Connor.
    There was a
darkness inside the younger man. His seduction required submission.
Brent stared at Zoe and wondered if she’d ever be able to satisfy the dark need
inside his best friend.
    He hoped so. They all had feelings
for Zoe ever since the first night they met her while she’d been working behind
the bar. She’d been quiet and reserved, totally slamming down any guy who tried
to touch her.
    They had all agreed they wanted a
shot at Zoe. Their feelings were not love, at least not yet, but Brent hoped
they’d finally found the one. His book writing and fantasies were growing