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Jen leaned against the brick wall, her face in shadows.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“It does matter.” She grabbed his shoulders, pulling him close. “I came here because I want you.”

Zach skimmed his gaze over her body, taking in the tight top and skimpy skirt. “You didn’t have to dress like this to convince me to be with you.” He smoothed his hand down her side, feeling the ridges of her ribs beneath the satin.

A half smile formed on her lips as she dragged the tip of her finger down his throat. “You don’t like the way I look?”

He dropped his gaze to the shadowed valley between her breasts. “Oh, I like it all right.” He covered her breasts with his hands and squeezed gently. “I was dying in there, watching all those men watching you. Wanting you.” He bent and kissed her neck, her flesh silken beneath his tongue.

“Do you want me, Zach?”

“You know I do.”

“Then show me.”