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So hot, so mine… all night long.

Pushing onto her toes, she whispered, “You look good enough to eat.”

He flashed a killer smile that shot her straight to the moon.

“Joaquin,” his bartender said, breaking their steamy connection. “Police are here.”

“You wanna wait here?” he asked.

“No, I’ll give them my statement,” Brit replied, snapping out of her trance. “I’ve got his weapon, they can have that too.”

Outside they went, the frosty air making her shiver. When the line manager brought out the customer, Rebel spoke quietly to his employee, who hurried back inside.

As Rebel updated the cop, his bouncer returned and handed Rebel a coat, which he held out for her.

Oh, wow. For me.

She handed the line manager the weapon before slipping into the luxurious cashmere. The intoxicating scent of Rebel enveloped her while her cold body warmed from the soft fabric.

“Thank you,” she murmured.

When Rebel finished telling the cops what had gone down, the officer asked the drunk customer what had happened.

“I asked her to hang out. Dude about bit my head off.”

“Ma’am, is that true?” asked the cop.

“No,” Brit replied. “I was waiting for Joaquin at the bar. This man asked me if I wanted to hook up with him. I told him no, but he kept badgering me. I ignored him, but he wouldn’t stop.Joaquin came over, told the bartender to cut him off, this guy pulled a knife, and the line manager put him in time out.”

The officer smiled. “Time out?”

“I have a reserved table in the corner for drunk or unruly customers,” Rebel explained. “I let ‘em sober up there, but in his case, he pulled a knife. Game over.”

“Sounds reasonable to me,” said the first cop.

“More than,” replied the second.

They arrested the guy, put him in a cruiser, and left.

Rebel thanked his line manager, then stepped close to Brit, his blazing eyes never leaving hers. He pressed his hands to her cheeks, tilted her face toward his, and devoured her in a searing kiss.

The possessiveness of his embrace made her gasp.

Her insides quivered, her panties dampened. His commanding presence turned her inside out. By the time he ended the kiss, he owned her.

“Let’s get dirty.” His throaty voice rumbled through her, landing between her legs.

I’m so ready.

11

ALL NIGHT LONG

Joaquin

Passion raged through Rebel, but tonight would be about pampering Britain. For the next several hours, he would take care of her.

Goodcare of her.