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kitchen.
    “What the hell
was that?” Maddy demanded.
    “What?” Cindy
took refuge in picking up the can of Diet Coke.
    “Sticking your
boobs in Tim’s face?”
    “Hey, he asked
for it.”
    “To be sexually
harassed?”
    “Come on, he
sexually harasses everyone with his shirts.” Cindy laughed.
    “This is no
joke,” Maddy said sternly. “Playing with a man like Tim is out of
your league.”
    Cindy sobered.
“As in a man like Tim Clarke wouldn’t find me attractive?”
    “That’s not
what I meant.”
    “Then what do
you mean?”
    “Tim isn’t a
man to mess with. His kind of women are…hard.”
    “He dates
cold-hearted bitches with figures that could slip down a drain if
they stood on it sideways, I get it. No plus-sized chicks like me.”
Annoyed, Cindy plopped inelegantly down into the chair at the table
and crossed her legs. “As if I wanted to attract him, anyway. As if
he could be attracted to anyone like me.”
    Maddy frowned.
“Don’t get snooty. Even a blind man could have seen the heat in his
eyes when he looked at you. Or rather…” She gestured towards
Cindy’s chest. “Your bosom.”
    “It’s just been
awhile since he last saw a pair the size of mine.” Not wanting to
fight with her best friend, Cindy leaned back in the chair and blew
out a sigh. “Look, Mads, Tim isn’t interested in girls like me. I
don’t fit his profile. It was just a harmless bit of teasing.”
    “I don’t want
you hurt.”
    “No chance of
it.” Cindy took another sip of Diet Coke.
    Quietly, Maddy
studied her.
    “What?” Cindy
finally asked.
    “I’ve never
seen you so blatantly flaunt yourself like that before.”
    A little
uncomfortable now that she thought back to it, Cindy shrugged.
“Spur of the moment thing.”
    “Yeah.” There
was a hint of foreboding in Maddy’s voice.
    “Look, when
someone blatantly sets out to embarrass me-”
    “I think he was
just teasing. At first.”
    “Tease,
whatever, I give it back. It wouldn’t have gone any further.”
    The expression
on Maddy’s face wasn’t so sure.
    “Look, don’t
worry about it,” Cindy said. “Tim and I don’t often meet, and when
I see him at any pubs, clubs or dinners, I promise not to give him
a look at the girls, okay?”
    “The
girls?”
    “These.” Cindy
palmed her breasts. “The twins, fantastic as they are.”
    Maddy rolled
her eyes.
    Laughing, Cindy
circled the base of the drink can on the table. “So what are your
plans for the week?”
    Taking the
hint, Maddy changed the conversation.
    ~*~
    “What the hell
are you playing at?” Mike demanded.
    “What?” Tim
took a mouthful of iced coffee, his mind still on Cindy’s
impressive bosom - and that luscious behind that swayed with every
step she took in those sexy stilettos.
    “You damned
well know what.”
    “Cindy?”
    “Yes, Cindy. My
Maddy’s best friend. Jesus, I thought you were going to rip her
clothes off and take her here on the garage floor!”
    “Really?” Tim
arched a brow. It didn’t sound half bad. “It’d be a change.”
    “Cindy is a
lady.”
    “Even when she
pushed her delectable - you know.” He cupped his hands in front of
his chest and moved them a fair way forward. “At me?”
    Mike’s nostrils
flared. Uh-oh.
    “Kidding.” Tim
walked back to the car and stuck his head under the bonnet. “So, we
should get this sorted out pretty quick. It’s straightforward now
we know the problem.”
    When silence
met his words, Tim glanced up to find Mike staring at him, his
pale- eyed gaze holding a threat. And hulking Mike with muscles
like boulders in a threatening mode was a little scary. Good thing
Tim was his best friend, though that wouldn’t save him from a blood
nose if Mike thought he was going to hurt Cindy.
    “I won’t touch
her,” he assured Mike.
    “Not just
touching.”
    “I wouldn’t
hurt her.”
    “Not
physically, no, but emotionally.”
    “Seriously?
We’re discussing emotions? Two blokes? Oh wait, I forgot.”