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presented a challenge, even though sexually satisfying women has never been a problem for me. Along with most of my girlfriends, my recent ex doesn’t like the fact I go fishing in the Gulf with the boys every weekend, but Cyn likes to fish.
    I invited my ex to come with us, but the thought of being on a boat with dead fish and guys drinking beer doesn’t appeal to her. I don’t understand why, and what else could I do? I certainly don’t want to wine and dine and dance at bars on my days off, like she does. I want to enjoy myself, and that’s why my cock twitches in my jeans while my gaze flicks over Cyn, this spicy salsa woman.
    Tang, my best programmer, hands out brochures about my company and chats to potential candidates. Jeremy, who provides security for my firm, eyes the young women making their way toward us. If his mouth opens any larger, some girl will step into it, and that’ll be his lucky day.
    “Any of those girls could work under my desk,” Jeremy says, waggling his brows, “especially the blonde.”
    I shove him, though my thoughts weigh heavily on Cyn, the girl with the perpetual smile and the hot ass my hand has groped. “Don’t talk like that. It’ll get me sued.”
    When the women approach our booth, I do my damnedest not to think about sizzling, sweaty sex, and it’s not working. And unfortunately, the blonde’s perfume overpowers whatever light, enticing fragrance Cyn is wearing, the girl I’d like to lap up with my tongue…again.
    Cyn extends her hand, so I naturally take it, and the cool dryness of it sets me ablaze. “Shane, good to see you again.” The sweet and southern accent with a hint of Spanish influence rolls off her tongue that licks succulent cherry-red lips. If it’s even possible, she’s prettier than the last time I saw her.
    “How do you know each other?” the blonde asks, seductively batting her lashes while looping her arm in Cyn’s.
    Gina shoves the blonde aside, which earns her a nasty glare, and feels my bicep. “Shane, you’re looking rather buff. I’m old enough now, so feel free to savagely ravage me.”
    I grin and laugh. “What would your mother say, Gina?”
    She waggles her black brows. “That she has my father heeling at her side.”
    “No woman could train me to heel,” I say.
    Jeremy raises his hand. “I will.”
    Cyn crosses her arms over those tempting mounds of flesh and rolls her eyes at me. “Or teach you table manners.”
    She can’t be serious, though my last girlfriend mentioned that? “That’s the way I was raised, and I don’t plan on changing.”
    I get into Cyn’s personal space. “Oh Princess, have you not gotten over me calling you a tease?”
    “I have, and I’ve also gotten over you fondling my underage junk.”
    I lean down to inhale her sweet vanilla scent and say only to her, “I’ll never get over that, and you also led me to believe you were older.”
    Her breath hitches and I believe she actually blushes. It also shuts that beautiful, smartass mouth.
    “Honestly, Shane,” Christine says, pushing me back. “Cyn isn’t interested, or else she would’ve had you by now.”
    Disappointment doesn’t diminish my smirk while Cyn plays with her bag, suddenly avoiding eye contact.
    Gina pipes in, waving her hand, “I’m available.”
    “Perhaps, we could talk later,” Jeremy says.
    She uses one finger to hold him off. “Maybe.”
    I introduce the girls to my team. “This is Cyn,” I say, tonguing her provocative nickname and working hard not to think about her sinning all over me, “Gina and Christine, and I don’t know this young lady.”
    The blonde puffs out her chest, and the Playboys are hard not to take note of, so Jeremy bug-eyes them.
    What is wrong with him? If he weren’t good at his job, I would’ve let him go. Like many geeks working for me, he’s hard up for a woman. I’ll have yet another talk with him.
    “This is Nikita,” Cyn says, her smile reaching those chocolate-brown eyes that