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The shoulder straps barely covered her breasts. Her fiery red hair framed her face in a riot of sexy curls. She’d brought a large metal spatula with her from the kitchen, and the way she held it seemed to indicate that if the need arose, she could use it for something other than turning food.

Colin’s throat tightened as she leaned against the doorjamb, causing one of the straps to move so that her nipple peeked out. He stared at her intently. “Come here.”

Her green eyes twinkled at him naughtily. “I would, but I’m afraid I might burn something.”

“Baby, the only thing burning is me sitting here looking at you looking like that.”

She slapped the spatula into her opposite palm, her gaze traveling in a leisurely way over his nude body where he sat on the bed. The action made him entertain all sorts of ideas about what she could do with the utensil.

“Over easy or sunny-side up?”

Colin allowed his mouth to curve into a slow, suggestive smile. “Any way I can get you.”