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our imagination beyond the obvious. After all, the brain is the body’s true sex organ.”
    “Maybe your true sex organ,” said the holder of blue number two. “Mine’s a few feet lower on my body.”
    Macy groaned. “Only a man could made such a crass point.”
    “I’ll show you a crass point.”
    Chloe diffused the ticking bomb of Macy’s sanity by flashing a pink number two and moving into Eric’s spotlight. “You very well may be showing me, sugar, since it looks like I have your number.”
    Eric all but rubbed his hands together with glee.“Sexy and kinky in the flesh. We’re either going to kick ass as a team or else…” His hand-rubbing slowed.
    “Or else?” Chloe prompted.
    “Or else you’ll be busting my chops.”
    Macy felt the corners of her mouth pull into a blossoming grin. Petard or not, she was definitely brilliant. Or maybe just marginally brilliant, she amended, catching Leo Redding’s eye as he watched her watch her number two couple.
    Eric and Chloe were already shooting off the first round of sparks due to her cleverly designed plan. But with the match-up of the pink and blue number twos, and Anton and Lauren making up couple number five…Oh, please.
    Surely she hadn’t done what she’d just done. What Leo’s expression was confirming she’d done. “I hope none of the rest of you have stooped so low as to cheat. And peek at your numbers before it’s your turn.”
    “I did! I did!” Lauren practically hopped into Anton’s circle, interweaving her feet and her legs with his and wrapping both arms around his neck. Anton hugged her back, and a shadow could not have slipped between the two lovers’ bodies.
    “This isn’t Twister, you know,” Macy chided. “You don’t have to keep all four of your feet in the circle.”
    “But it’s so much more fun this way.” Lauren giggled, snuggling closer to the man who’d already managed to get his hands beneath the flowing fabric of her blouse.
    Oh, well, Macy thought. The pair might as well enjoy the calm before the storm. She sighed, remembered Leo, sighed again. “Since no one is paying any attention to my directions, we can do this one of two ways. Weeither all cheat and peek, or I finish telling you how this works and we go from there.”
    “I vote to cheat and peek.” Melanie cast her ballot with one raised hand.
    “I second that,” said Sydney.
    “Ditto,” Ray chimed in.
    Jess nodded. “Let’s do it.”
    Macy turned to Leo and waited. “I suppose you share their lemming mind-set?”
    “Share? No. Take advantage of? Sure.” He slowly lifted his beer, took a drink, lowered the bottle, maintaining eye contact through the entire slow-motion process.
    Did every move he made have to draw her gaze until she hovered on the verge of drooling? She narrowed her eyes. “Bet you don’t know the difference between a lawyer and a vulture.”
    “A vulture can’t take off his wing tips.”
    Eric laughed before Chloe could stop him. “Give it up, Macy. He’s got you beat.”
    Macy ignored Eric’s outburst as Leo once again downed a swallow of beer, calling her attention to his bare forearms and the elegantly expensive, chrome-cased watch fastened to his wrist with a glossy, black leather band.
    Fashioned from the hide of a courtroom opponent, no doubt. “You’ve rolled up your sleeves, I see. Ready to sling mud?”
    “Ready to get as dirty as I have to.”
    Grr, but he was good. Too damn good for her damn good. “Okay, then. If everyone’s in agreement, let’s see who ends up with whom.”
    “I like the end of my whom.” Eric leaned down and nuzzled Chloe’s nape.
    She glanced back over her shoulder. “I may be standing here with my ass in your lap, but that doesn’t mean you’ll be ending up with anything that belongs to me.”
    Eric straightened and squirmed. “How long do we have to stand here anyway, Macy? I’m afraid my backup singers are in danger.”
    Reaching up to pat his cheek, Chloe answered,