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starting a cleanse tomorrow.”
    She closes her eyes as she slowly chews. I take a long look at her. Her dress is simple, elegant even. Not what you would imagine a strip club owner would wear. It’s more of a PTA look than T and A. She’s wearing pearls, earrings and a strand around her neck. I wonder what she did to get those. Or who, rather.
    “This is terrible.” She takes another chip and sets a chunk of avocado on it before eating it. “I bought four bags of organic kale. Maybe you should do the cleanse with me.”
    I lean against the counter. “I’m not dirty.”
    She waves off my nasty remark. “One of my girls just finished ten days and her skin looks amazing. Flawless.”
    “Your skin is already flawless.”
    A blush colors her cheeks. “Thank you.”
    She probably thinks I’m hitting on her. I didn’t mean to say that. I’m not trying to compliment the little witch, but it’s true. Her skin is perfect. Her hair is straighter than the last time I saw her, the ringlets tamed to soft waves. My mind’s eye sees her hair falling past her face, her eyes closed, while she rides me. Shit, don’t go there.
    “So…Luke, tell me about the sleeping arrangements.”
    She helps herself to another chip. The girl is putting a serious dent into my masterpiece. She can’t be more than a hundred pounds soaking wet, but she’s putting away the nachos like she just did a ten mile run in full gear.
    She takes a bite and closes her eyes as she chews. Watching Olivia eat and enjoy her food is flat out erotic. My cock was a fucking iron shaft a while after I grappled with her in the dark, and it’s at full attention once more.
    I groan inwardly. I thought about this girl for the last eight thousand miles. When I planned the trip to Alaska, it was supposed to be a chance to have some fun, hook up with women who don’t know the Thornton name, and just fucking relax. But all I could do was think of this woman. And that was before I’d seen her lick melted cheese from her fingers.
    She takes a sip of beer. “Because, I like that room at the end of the hallway. The bed is perfect for me. Not too soft, not too hard.”
    I take a chip and eat it. I need to grab one or two chips before the whole thing gets demolished by Goldilocks.
    “S’fine,” I say. I don’t care where I sleep. I didn’t expect to be staying here at all, but if Dad wants me here, then I’m here.
    I have a cabin a half hour away. I’d planned on staying there. That’s where I’d rather be, but Dad made it clear he needed me here at his house. Ever since his heart attack, I can’t say no to the guy.
    “You can have whatever you want.” I say the words casually, even though it’s a blatant offer.
    Her lips part with surprise and she studies me for a long moment. If she remembers who I am, she’s not giving it away, but the wheels are turning, that’s for sure. I wait for an outburst.
    Something behind her eyes shifts and I’m almost certain she’s got the connection. The soft look in her eyes hardens. She turns away, gets another beer from the fridge, and looks at me over her shoulder. “How’s that beer treating you?”
    Her voice is soft, seductive and goes straight to my dick. She’s offering me a beer, but the tone is pure seduction. Like she’s offering something dirty. Little brat. I have ten years on her and if she thinks she has a hope of driving this thing, she’s in for a big surprise.
    I nod. “I’ll take another one. It’s only eleven. Night’s young.”
    She grabs two bottles and sets them on the counter. I pop the top off both.
    “This is sort of weird,” she says. “In the morning, I should pack up my stuff and go stay with a friend. Maybe Sage would take me in.”
    That was not what I was expecting. “There’s nothing weird. I’m a gentleman.”
    “Of course. I know. I’m not trying to suggest you’re not. I just don’t want to barge into your home. You just got back from…what…overseas? I’m sure you