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don’t like!”
    “Because
who would like a screaming fuckhead.” He’s stealing glances at me, too, but I’m
too caught up in my argument to notice.
    “Yeah!
When women – any woman I’ve ever made listen to them – when they
hear Live Wire, amazing. Dirty Deeds, priceless. It’s A Long Way To The Top?
Awesome. And they’re confused, thinking ,
hey this is pretty funny stuff. But it’s AC/DC so they blow it off and discount
it, because they are forced to stick to their guns and think men just love that screaming fuckhead and
Lord only knows why .” I grab the condiment tray and almost spill out the
olives when I see his face. “What?”
    He
puts down the chair he’s holding, and crooks a finger my way. “Come here.”
    Oh,
shit. Am I in trouble? I walk around the bar to him, and as I meet his eyes
again I see that the only trouble I’m going to have is keeping him out of my
pants. In other words, none. He’s looking at me like
I’m meat and he hasn’t eaten for two years. I stop just short of climbing onto
him without further ado. “Yes?”
    “You’re
too far away.” He pulls me in to him. “And you’re wrong about AC/DC.”
    “I’m
not.” He smiles, and shakes his head briefly. I gaze up at him as he ebbs
closer.
    “You
make a very compelling argument but you’re wrong.”
    I
close my eyes and say on a whisper, “Back In Black is a screeching disaster.”
    His
eyes dance. “You’re very, very wrong.”
    He
kisses me, opening my mouth with his. The soft tip of his tongue touches mine
and we move on each other. My fingers languidly slip into his wavy hair. His
hands travel up my back and he firmly pulls me in as close as he can, our
bodies becoming smashed. He’s growing hard against me, the strength of him so
powerful. Our kiss moves faster, until we’re gasping and urgent. I want to
dissolve every moment we’ve ever been apart. I want to give myself to him.
Every cell. Every pulse.
    “Wait.
Wait.” I say on a gasp, pulling away. “Not in front of the window. It’s my business
and I…”
    “Of
course. You’re right.”
    “So
move me out of sight already.”
    He
laughs. “Oh.” Picking me up in a standing position, my feet slightly off the
ground. I feel the wall come up against my back as our mouths move on each
other and he sets me down. Reluctantly, he pulls away to look to the window,
check to see if we’re hidden. We
both glance over. All clear. He mutters against my lips, “If we can’t see it,
then it can’t see us.”
    He
pushes me hard up against the wall. His hands fluidly move down my body and
back up to hold my breasts, cupping and massaging them while we kiss. With
tantalizing slowness, he nibbles down my neck. I close my eyes, losing myself
to the feelings, aching for him. Through the halter fabric he flicks my nipples
with his thumbs, bites me, tugs on my neck, pulling it between his lips. He’s
the man and I’m the woman. He wants me to know and I want nothing else. That’s
all I’ve ever wanted. My leg wraps around him to press against the bulge in his
pants. His fingers slip behind me, down inside the back of my jeans and under
the wisp of lacey fabric below. He presses hard into the flesh of my ass,
massaging me in time with kisses as he takes my mouth again in his.
    Suddenly
he pulls back to look at me, eyes hooded. His hungry smile fades quickly. He
searches me. I stare back at him, my breaths shortened now. “What? What’s
wrong?”
    “There’s
something familiar about you.”
    No! Not now! You can’t recognize me now!
    I
shake my head. “I’d remember you.”
    “You
sure?”
    “Yeah. Totally sure. Very sure. Kiss
me again.”
    He
grins. “Fair enough.” Rock-hard, he pushes against me again, his lips so close
to mine I can feel the heat of his breath as he hungrily tells me, “I’d like to
do more than just kiss you. I want to rip off these clothes and take you right
here against this wall.” I watch him through a haze of need as he