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Stories of family and romance

beneath the Big Sky!

Damned long legs.

He tried to cleanse all impure thoughts from his mind.

Gams. A French starlet mouth pouted with red lipstick. A svelte figure covered by an elegant black-and-white dress suit.

Where had this woman come from?

“Pleased to make your acquaintance,” she said, sliding her hand across the table, laying her fingers over his own. His skin heated from the contact.

Excellent. He was forty-three years old. Wasn’t he too mature to be getting excited over hand-holding? Evidently not.

He shifted in his chair when she started stroking his thumb.

“Relax, Max. I don’t bite.” She smiled. “Not unless you want me to.”