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She resisted the squeal that hovered at the back of her throat, calmly thanked him, and said she’d be happy to provide event services at any time. Tara made sure the band packed up, and she thanked them, as well as the bar staff and the caterers, for doing such a great job. The team didn’t want the guys driving tonight after the party.
He’d bet she usually wore her hair down or in a ponytail or in one of those messy hair clip things. I’m sorry to say the elegance only comes out as part of my job. It’ll be hell getting all these pins out.” “Want me to help? But he never would, because the real Tara was light-years away from his world. You didn’t come to me.” “Maybe that’s part of my evil plan.” “Honey, I don’t think there’s a damn thing evil about you.” “I’m hardly innocent, Mick.” He took her glass and set it on the table, then grasped the lapels of the jacket and pulled her closer. ” Liquid heat rushed through her veins, opening her up to desires and emotions she hadn’t felt in far too long. “That’s right.” He shifted his fingers, and the fire he’d stoked began to burn even brighter. She’d be a fool to walk away from that, even if it was only for one night.But when Mick sets his mind to win, nothing will stop him. He leaned against the wall of the locker room, the cool brick and ice-cold water in his hands not helping at all to lower his temperature.