The One You Want
“Dane said, the whiskey still dripping from his lashes.
Kenna pressed a sweet kiss on his lips, making his blood boil with need. “Let me help clear things up. You need to get rid of the centerfold, and we need to finish what we started.” She trusted him. Besides, she knew him. He wouldn’t have brought a girl here if he’d had another one waiting for him, naked.
“I don’t know why she’s here,” he repeated, “or how she got inside. I have never given her a key. Never given anyone a key. And I told her we were over. I even—”
Kenna pressed a finger to the center of his mouth. “Less talking. More getting rid of.”
He wiped his face with the bottom hem of his shirt, the lifted material revealing a stomach roped with all kinds of muscle. “You are a treasure, Kenna Starr. You know that?”
Am I? I want to be. Want to be his treasure.
He raced after the centerfold.
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