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Displayed her. Intimately. Right down to the hot-pink hoochie-mama sandals on her feet.

Dazed, Dom focused on her hot-pink toenails, and then ran his gaze up every luscious curve to her hot-pink siren’s lips. Say something. The message flashed to his muddled brain. “You’re late.”

Her chin rose. “Yes. You have a problem with that?”

He slowly shook his head. His eyes moved from her lips to her breasts: gifts from the gods, cruelly covered.

He lurched helplessly on his bar stool and forced his curiously rubbery legs to the ground. Dom peeled his dry lips apart. “You’re dressed to kill.”

Her mouth curved. “It’s appropriate for the occasion.”

Oh man, oh man. She’s here to lose on purpose! As soon as he’d shown her who was boss and tossed her out of his life, she’d come back apologizing and now she wanted him badly enough to lose at a game of pool.

Dom grinned, displaying every tooth he owned, feeling in control again. “Well, then. Let’s get this game over with.”