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still
    burned with a passion that only Alexis would be able to extinguish.
    “Sure man.” Richie looked back at Alexis. “Well, Shirley wasn’t
    lying about there being a white man in your place.”
    Alexis just headed for the kitchen and poured three glasses of
    sweet tea. The men walked in the room in silence. Richie thanked her
    for the drink and all Scott did was wink at her, causing her body to
    grow damp again.
    Propping a hip against the countertop, Alexis looked at the two
    men in her kitchen. One was about six foot with dark-chocolaty skin, a
    winning smile, and kind eyes. He kept his head shaven and had no
    facial hair. His muscular build showed underneath his light-gray
    muscle shirt and tight pants. Dating a man like him would make it
    easier on her life; he was a hard worker and one of the gentlest men
    she’d ever met. But she’d never been attracted to him in that way,
    unlike the other man in her house.
    That one was six-five with golden blond hair that he kept in a
    crew cut. He had almost no body fat on him at all, nothing but rippling
    muscles. He, too, was clean shaven, and she wasn’t sure how that
    happened since he didn’t have access to a razor this morning. His eyes
    could make her heart skip a beat with their gentian violet-blue color.
    Scott was poetry in motion when he moved. His chest didn’t
    have much hair on it, but it was chiseled as if out of granite. In fact, his
    whole body was. It amazed her how nice it’d felt to be up against all
    that hardness. As many muscles as Scott had, she would have thought it
    wouldn’t be comfortable to be pressed against him. How wrong she
    was.
    As if he could read her thoughts, Scott found and held her gaze
    as he took a drink of the tea she had poured for him. Those damn eyes
    toured her body as if he owned the property rights to her.
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    Richie drained his tea and took the glass over to the sink, break-
    ing the hold Scott’s eyes had on Alexis. “So, Lex, it’s a go?”
    “Sure is, Richie. Party starts before we eat and we are eating at
    six-thirty. Like Shirl said, it would turn into one anyway so if we put
    out the word, others will bring food.”
    “Gotcha covered. Drinks are on me.” He winked at her.
    “They better be. I’ll see you tonight?” Her hand touched his arm
    gently.
    “I have never missed one of your parties and I will be damned if
    I start now.” He nodded at the man who stood watching his every
    movement with a calculating look. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Leighton.”
    “I’m sure I’ll see you tonight,” Scott stated calmly.
    “You’re staying for the party?” Richie asked, flicking his eyes
    back to Alexis. “Lex? He’s staying?”
    Those blue jewels fixed themselves on her face as Scott waited to
    hear her answer. Alexis nodded. “Yes, Richie. He will be here. And so,
    while you are spreading the word, you can also tell them about the
    commander here. I don’t want anyone to disrespect him.”
    “Commander?”
    “Yes, Scott is a commander in the Navy. I call him Commander
    more often than not. I mean it, Richie, no disrespect. Tell them I mean
    business.”
    “Yes, ma’am. I will see you about five-thirty. I will come over
    and help out with whatever is left.”
    A brilliant grin crossed her face. “What would I do without you,
    Richie?” She hugged him swiftly. “Thank you.”
    Richie leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. “No sweat. See you
    this evening, Leighton.” Then Richie was gone, leaving Scott and Alexis
    alone in the kitchen for the second time that day.
    Alexis looked up and saw the mixed emotions on Scott’s face.
    Those arms were crossed over his chest as he sipped the tea. His gaze
    fixed firmly on her body, marking her. Claiming her. Setting her on fire.

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    Beginning to feel self-conscious, she shrugged her shoulders at
    him. “What?”
    Those blue eyes stayed glued to her darker ones. With a smooth
    turn of his wrist, he drained the rest of