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tonight, not with the sexy and available Kira Jacobs sending him all the right signals.
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    “I can’t eat another bite,” Kira protested and patted her not quite flat stomach.
    “Everything was amazing, Grant. Thank you so much for inviting me out tonight.”
    Desire darkened his normally light blue eyes until they were nearly black with need. “It was my pleasure, Kira.” The words might have sounded normal and familiar to anyone else, but Kira had gotten to know this complicated man over the past few hours. His response was heavy with knowledge and sexual intentions.
    Exactly like everything else about this night. Grant had started seducing her from the moment she’d opened her front door to him. First with the flowers, then an expensive bottle of wine and now a fabulous dinner.
    At first she worried that someone with no job shouldn’t be spending money like water, but she reminded herself it wasn’t her problem. Grant wasn’t going to be in her future as anything but a neighbor. The responsibility of taking care of him could fall to some other lucky or unlucky woman.
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    “Sir, ma’am,” A tuxedo-clad waiter interrupted their heated stare. “Tonight’s dessert menu.”
    The twenty-something server handed both of them small leather-bound binders and discreetly left.
    “Can I tempt you with a little something more?”
    “Really, Grant, I’m stuffed. I couldn’t eat another bite.”
    “Well, I’ve recently developed a taste for certain tartly sweet cream.” Hooded, heated eyes dropped to where the table hid her from the waist down. “But since I can’t have a sample of what I really want I might as well go for second best.”
    With an easy gesture Grant lifted one hand in the air for no more than a second, but almost before he put it down their eager waiter returned.
    “Have you found something to tempt you?” he questioned innocently.
    Grant never took his eyes off her as he answered the man. “Indeed I have, something very tempting.” His slow wink heated her blood and flooded her panties with creamy need. “But I’ll settle for the Key lime pie, instead.”
    The young server said nothing, just nodded his head and rushed away to place Grant’s dessert order.
    “You don’t play fair,” she accused while secretly delighted by his game.
    His eyebrows rose in a silent question and Kira couldn’t stop a small burble of laughter from spilling out of her lips.
    “You really are incorrigible.”
    At the sound of her giggle Grant’s face lost its haughty expression and resumed its normal handsome teasing expression. “Can I help it if everything reminds me of you?”
    “I don’t see how a simple dessert can in any way remind you of…well, you know.”
    If they’d been alone Kira wouldn’t have hesitated to speak bluntly, but here in a public place with other diners surrounding them she edited her words.
    Grant had no such compulsions. “Eating you out?”
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    Heat warmed her cheeks at his blunt words, but she gamely kept her gaze on his.
    “Yes.”
    “Both are sweet with the lightest touch of tartness that makes me crave another taste, another lick until I’m drowning in the flavor and still can’t get enough.” Then the devilish seducer slowly licked his lips as if remembering when her cream coated them.
    Feeling overwhelmed, turned on and way out of her comfort zone, Kira did the only thing she could. She fought white-hot desire with blazing red need.
    She thanked providence—and whatever other benevolent deities floated around— that the restaurant Grant had chosen covered each table with a dark linen tablecloth that almost reached to the floor.
    Moving slowly she wriggled her strapless sandal off her foot. Then, as casually as she could, Kira slipped her naked foot between Grant’s spread thighs and began a slow sensual massage with only her foot.
    At the first touch Grant jumped slightly in his chair, but made no other obvious