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cool lips brushing against her fingers and the inflection in his voice as he called her sweet excited her. It was time to rethink her relationship with Michael. The sexual freedom to enjoy casual relationships should work for her as well as him.
    Why shouldn’t she get to know and flirt with Rayna’s uncle? Slow dancing with him would be nice. Allowing him to wine and dine her held definite appeal. Hell, why shouldn’t she allow him to kiss and touch her a little? She’d draw the line at penile penetration. What would Michael have to complain about—especially if she didn’t tell him?
    She dragged the tip of her tongue over her lip while she thought of really flirting with the man who had so intrigued her. What would those cool lips of his feel like on her face and on her mouth?

    intrigued her. What would those cool lips of his feel like on her face and on her mouth?
    Surrendering to the fantasy, she rolled onto her stomach, and closed her eyes. Sinking her teeth into her bottom lip, she daydreamed about feeling his big palms sliding over her naked flesh…palming her ass cheeks, spanking them. When they felt hot and stung like hell, he’d part her legs with his knee and slide his body between her thighs.
    She trembled with desire, imagining him rubbing his hard cock against her slit before pushing it deep inside her.
    Feeling a tingle between her legs, she sucked in a breath and sat up. Oh, no, Cayenne. His bare cock isn’t ever going to be anywhere near your pussy or you’ll lose Michael for good.
    Taking slow deep breaths, she decided she needed a shower to cool off. And under no circumstances would she risk her relationship with Michael for a meaningless fling with Rayna’s uncle. Pity. It would have been exciting to engage in a fling with him while waiting for Michael to come to his senses and realize they belonged together.
    She glanced at the roses and felt a slow smile spreading across her face. Rising, she walked into the bathroom.
    Red roses were romantic and exciting to get but they wouldn’t replace the love and affection she and Michael shared, she told herself as she stepped into the shower. Turning on the water, she attempted to wash away the lingering regrets she felt that she couldn’t afford the risk of flirting with Rayna’s uncle.
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    “She’s not here?”
    Jayvyn looked up as a tall male with green eyes, high cheekbones, and long-dark hair that spilled down his back sank onto the seat across from him at the club where he’d met Cayenne Pepper a week earlier. He shook his head.
    “No.”
    “It’s early yet. She might still show up.”
    Jayvyn considered Kristopher Macarik in silence. He and Macarik met when he built the other man’s home. The friendship that had developed between them was surprising but deep. Macarik was the first human Jayvyn had developed such a close friendship with since he’d become a vampire. Through him, Jayvyn and his family had met other Native American humans whose friendship he and his brothers valued.
    Macarik was one of the few human males who knew he and his brothers were vampires. For the past twelve years, the two males had kept few secrets from each other. When he’d wanted to talk about Cayenne to someone other than Rayna or his brothers, he’d called Kristopher.
    Jayvyn glanced at his watch and shook his head. “It’s one-twenty in the morning. She’s not coming. That useless bastard has probably reeled her back in line.” And into his bed. Damn it!
    Macarik sipped his beer. “Why don’t you call her?”
    “And give Rayna the satisfaction of thinking I’m going to meekly fall in line with her plans for me like Adrian did?”
    “Why not? Since that’s clearly what you’re going to do?”
    “The hell I am!”
    Macarik arched a brow. “When was the last time you sat around in a club ignoring all the subtle and not so subtle come-ons from beautiful, willing women while waiting and hoping some other man’s woman showed up and tossed a