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didn’t mean anything. He didn’t mean anything. Of course.
    Clenching his jaw together, he rose to his feet and set his drink down on the chair seat. Damned if he was going to sit here all evening watching her. Damned if she thought she could drive him away. And damned if she wasn’t asking for it.
    He wound his way across the lawn, ignoring a string of salutes and inquisitive gazes as he headed for her.
    Now Lance chuckled over something she said and Billy seized the moment to draw up behind her. “I know what you’re trying to do,” he murmured into her ear, cupping her hips and letting her feel his erection—the erection she had given him. “You’re trying to make me jealous, drive me away, aren’t you?”
    She’d gone stiff. Mute.
    Well, good. Because he wasn’t through talking.
    He grazed her earlobe, his voice but a whisper. “Guess what, Hannah? I am so hot for you I’m near bursting. Even if you go on and fuck him, I’m still not going anywhere.”
    He pressed a wet kiss to her ear, his lips lingering against the delicate shell of her earlobe.
    “I’m in for the long haul.”
    “Billy, please, not here.”
    He barely heard the words; she spoke so low.
    “Not here? Are you afraid of a show, Hannah? You’re doing fine all by yourself—
    you’re so hot you’d come now if I touched you, wouldn’t you? It excites you…my watching you.”
    “Yes.”
    A shudder coursed through Billy at that breathy word, lust tightening his muscles.
    “Ask him up to your room.”
    “No, I—”
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    “Look at the front of his pants, sweetheart. He’s hard for you. You’ve been working him all night. I’ll bet if I stick my hand under your dress right now, you’d be wet as a seal. You want to fuck him. You want to see if he can make you feel what I do, don’t you? You want to try someone else, see if he does anything for you?”
    “Yes, yes, all right, I do!” she cried.
    His balls drew up against him at her admission, his veins near bursting with blood.
    “Then ask him up. Suck his cock, fuck his cock—do whatever you have to do, Hannah.
    And I’ll still be here when you’re through.”
    He felt a slight tremble run down her spine. “You…you don’t mean that.”
    “The hell I don’t.”
    “I—” She shook her head. He could feel the tension in her muscles, her body vibrating against his front as she tilted her head up to Lance and blurted, “Lance, w-would you like to come up for a minute?”
    Lance had been witnessing their exchange with mild interest and now he watched as Billy coiled one arm around her. One hand came to rest over her breast in a proprietary way, and Billy squeezed, gently enough not to hurt her, but rough enough to make her whimper.
    Lance stared at his hand as Billy’s grip loosened and he started kneading her over the dress. Then his gaze rose and clashed with Billy’s dark one. The blond’s eyes were red, his voice slurred by too many drinks. “Billy coming too?” he drawled.
    Billy snorted. “Oh, I’m there all right. I am so there, you have no idea.”
    Lance answered that with a shrug, then he tossed back the rest of his drink and straightened, crushing the foam cup in his fist. “Lead the way then.”
    Billy’s smile felt strained as he put one hand across the small of Hannah’s back and gave her a slight push. “I’m right behind you.”
    Hannah could barely walk on her high heels as she crossed the living room to switch a lamp on by the window. An echo roared inside her ears and her heart rammed her ribcage so hard she feared she’d collapse.
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    Lance hovered by the door while Billy grabbed a chair from the adjoining dining room. He turned it around, straddled it and rested his arms across the back. “Got any lube around here, Hannah? You know, in case ole Lance here wants to play a little dirty?”
    She wasn’t fooled by the casual note in his voice—his eyes could