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    He wanted to kiss her.
    He wanted to kiss her bad.
    Charmaine arrived just then with their drinks. Devlin pulled out a couple twenties and handed them to her. “Keep the change.”
    “Thanks.” She slipped the bills into her pocket with a wink. “Give me a wave if you want another.”
    “Sure thing.” Devlin watched her walk away, barely focusing on the twitch of her ass. When he turned back to his companion , he winced at her expression.
    “I can buy my own drinks,” his pretty baker snapped.
    “ Take the damn drink. It’s not a marriage proposal, for God’s sake.” Devlin smiled. An attempt to placate her, which didn’t work. “Consider it an apology. An extra burp, if you will.”
    “Fine,” she grunted. “One drink. Then we’re even.” She took a snort of her drink and unracked the balls, taking the first shot without flipping for it. But Devlin didn’t care, because when he stepped in to take the second shot, she let him.
    And she was drinking her drink. So they were even. Excellent.
    “But it hardly counts as an extra burp,” she muttered.
    He blew out a breath. “I’m telling you, three burps is a damn good review. You should see the review I gave Billy Bob’s Burger and Beer.”
    “I love Billy Bob’s.”
    “Those onion rings could give Dracula a heart attack.”
    “Those onion rings are heaven on earth.”
    “Greasy as hell. I could see through my napkin when I blotted them.”
    She studied him for a moment, then snorted, “Baby.”
    Something about her demeanor tickled him. Or maybe it was the fact that he was finally— finally —having a conversation with her. Or that he’d figured out why she was so mad at him—and what a relief that was. Regardless, something in her demeanor tickled him and he busted out laughing.
    She propped her fists on her hips and frowned at him, but he could see the amusement in her eyes. And then her lips twitched. And then she chuckled.
    And he knew he had her.
    He knew he would have her.
    Sometime this weekend he would have this woman in his bed.
    But first, he needed to discover her name.
     

Chapter Five
     
    Tara stared at Devlin as he leaned over the table to take a shot.
    Damn.
    She’d been attracted to him the minute she laid eyes on him. When she’d plowed into him on the ferry, sealed against him from chest to groin, when his large hands had gripped her hips to keep her from plunging down the stairs, the heat between then had been undeniable.
    But when she’d discovered his nefarious identity, an unquenchable fury had consumed her. The desire to make him pay.
    That, combined with a couple of drinks, had resulted in her hair-brained idea to seduce him and leave him hanging…so to speak.
    She’d never expected the regret that had haunted her for the past week. She’d relived every moment of their aborted tryst over and over again. And in most of her fantasies…she hadn’t walked away. In many of them, they’d ended up wound together in a steamy tangle of limbs.
    He took his shot and stood, flicking a surreptitious glance at her. It was quick. It was scorching. Excitement fluttered in her belly.
    Damn.
    He was, without exception, the most attractive man she’d ever met.
    And on top of it all, he had to go and be charming.
    No one had ever charmed her out of a snit so easily.
    S he kind of resented the fact that he could. He could smile and make a quip about burps and buy her a drink and all of a sudden, her resentment washed away in a tsunami of lust.
    And this was lust. Wasn’t it?
    She took her last shot, winning the game.
    He put out a lip in an alluring pout, though she suspected he’d let her win. “Want to play again?” Without waiting for her response, he racked the balls. He did, however, wait for her nod before he positioned himself for the break.
    But then he paused. “We should…play for something.”
    His tone irritated her. Or maybe it wasn’t irritation. The glint in his eye was scintillating.
    She leaned