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Jack’s tone turned husky and sent a shiver down Freddi’s spine. She was ultra aware of how sexily she was dressed. With his eyes on her, she felt exposed, vulnerable.

“I approve of the getup.” His gaze was hot on hers. “Why can’t you wear those kind of clothes all the time?”

“They’d be a bit restricting in bed.” Oh, hell, had she really said that?

His eyes smoldered. “Are you a woman who likes a challenge?”

“Of course I am,” she said, trying to regain some ground. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t still be working for you.”

“Good.” He winked at her. How she wished he wouldn’t do that. It caused instant meltdown. “Want to arm wrestle?”

Was he joking? She bit her lip, eyeing the bulging width of his biceps. She could think of better things to do.

“What are the stakes?” she asked suspiciously.

His smile was sensual, suggestive and enough to have every lustful cell in her body come to quivering life.

“Don’t worry. If you’re lucky I might let you keep some of those sexy clothes on.”