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wrinkled her forehead. “But I just spoke to him. He said you guys were drinking beer and shooting the breeze.”
    Emilio heard his cell phone buzz and picked it up off the table. He read his newest text message, then held up his iPhone. “Antwan isn’t coming. He’s stuck at the office.”
    A frown marred her delicate facial features.
    â€œI didn’t know you were joining us tonight,” he said, to fill the long, awkward silence that descended over the table. “How do you know Jamieson? Is he a client of yours?”
    â€œYou lost me.” Looking more confused than ever, she slanted her head and folded her arms across her chest. “This is supposed to be a business dinner, not a booze fest with the guys. Right?”
    Mulling over her words, he stroked the length of his jaw. The truth came to him in a flash, and his face hardened like stone. “Antwan set us up, and I bet he told the other guys to stay away.” He was annoyed with Antwan, pissed that he’d been tricked, but he kept his temper in check. “He played me, and I never saw it coming.”
    â€œThis is ridiculous.” Sharleen took her iPhone out of her purse, dialed a number and put it to her ear. “Un-be-liev-a-ble. Now he isn’t answering his phone. How convenient.”
    â€œI should have known better. This is the oldest trick in the book—”
    A devilish gleam filled her eyes. “Let’s drive to his office and egg the place!”
    Emilio cracked up. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed so hard, or so long, and it felt damned good. There was nothing sexier than a woman with a wicked sense of humor, and Sharleen cracked jokes with the skill of a comedy heavyweight. She spoke expressively, with her eyes and her hands, and her energy made him sit up and take notice.
    â€œLet me buy you a drink.” Emilio tried to sound casual, but his heart was pounding so hard it drowned out the noise in the room.
    He saw her eyes widen and smiled to show his sincerity.
    â€œYou want me to stay?”
    Emilio tried to play it cool, but he was desperate for her to stay. Eating alone was depressing, and he didn’t want the other patrons—especially the nosy, female ones watching him like a hawk—to join him if Sharleen left. “Antwan wants us to talk, so let’s talk,” he said. “I’m curious about you, and I’d like to hear more about your work.”
    â€œYou don’t know how happy I am to hear you say that. To get through to you, I thought I’d have to break into your estate and corner you in your home gym!”
    Please do.
An erotic image, one too hot for TV, flashed in his mind. Emilio wet his lips with his tongue and returned her gaze. His pulse was pounding, clanging in his ears like the Liberty Bell, and his breathing was labored.
I can see you now...naked...bent over my weight bench...legs spread wide open...rocking those hips—
    â€œThis is going to be fun. I want to learn more about you and explain more about life coaching...”
    Emilio’s testosterone level soared to unimaginable heights. His reaction to Sharleen embarrassed him, made him realize he was long overdue for a good, hard screw. But suddenly there was only one woman he hungered for.
    Forget it
.
You have a better chance of winning the Masters Golf Tournament than getting Sharleen into bed. And besides, she belongs to Antwan,
not
you.
    â€œThere you are, you sexy beast. I’ve been looking all over for you.”
    Emilio groaned. He didn’t have to turn around to see whom the high-pitched voice belonged to. Hanging his head, he cursed under his breath in Italian. His sister must have told her roommate where he’d be, because Ginger Barnes showing up at his favorite sports bar was no coincidence. The British nanny was the most obnoxious person he’d ever met, and the more she propositioned him, the less he liked her. Ginger