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“Sorry” A low, accented voice vibrates nearthe little hairs to rise on my skin “I didn’t mean to startle you, Mademoiselle”

“No, it’s okay,” I say quickly

He scared the shit out of me, but that luscious accent is to die for My poker face is fir His are warm hazel with the ht-brown hair thata navy ly turns me on I’ve never been into military men before… most likely because of my checkered past I run away from men in uniform

Actually, in the past I’ve doneto take care of us, I can’t afford such distractions Whoever this sexy soldier is, I can tell one thing right away He’s a player, fro his square jaw He smiles, and my stomach flips

“I don’t think we’ve rows a little wider “You’re American?”

I take a step back Focus on the job, Zelda Wilder Focus on that ten thousand dollars

“No,” I say, clearingI’m here with my… friend!”

Jesus! That’s twice I’ve al confident in her role

“Visiting?” He slides a warainst his torso A brief kiss to my cheek steals my breath “Is that so? Tell me more”

A sultry dance song begins, and ay together I have to hand it to this guy He’s good Still, I’m no rookie, and I forceas I have to be thrown off by the first charmer I meet

“My friend and I are froasco, so she came over with me”

“It is your first tirows and that di? We can —”

“No! I mean… I’m sorry I can’t do that”

“What? Why the hell not?”

“Because I’m… well…”