normal guys. That was the main problem with tasting a real man. Now anything short of full-grown men had sort of lost all of their attraction. Getting laid wasn’t worth it if she wasn’t going to take a mature man home. Quality instead of quantity. She shook her head as she looked around the bar. So what if she wasn’t ready to get back on the horse? The bright side was that tomorrow morning she wouldn’t be worried about contracting AIDS. Besides, in this heat, body-to-body contact wasn’t the most appealing thing she could envision.
“Oh my…my…my.” Brenda grabbed Toni’s wrist as she stared across the bar to the game side of the place. All ten of the pool tables were in
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play and Brenda pointed at one of them. “I think your luck just changed.”
Toni followed the line of Brenda’s finger and hissed as she found who was on the other side of the bar. Her luck certainly had changed, but not for the better. Danton Reeves straightened up as the men watching his game nodded approval at him. Her gaze slid over his frame because she just couldn’t help but look at what she was still craving. Danton was one hundred percent lean man. His shoulders were packed with hard muscle, and his body tapered down to a tight abdomen. Looking good was one thing, but Danton knew exactly how to use his body. His control and focus made sex something so incredibly intense. She was still abstaining, because she hadn’t found anyone who was his equal, despite the fact that he’d tossed her over for another woman. No one sent a shiver down to her toes or drew her attention quite the same way. It wasn’t even a choice sometimes, her gaze just moved to his without any forethought. It was completely frustrating but too vivid to shake off. So she was a complete idiot. That didn’t alter the fact that Danton made her jumpy, just by being in the same room. He turned his head and caught her staring at him. His lips moved slightly before Toni jerked her gaze away from him. Just because she hadn’t gotten past their break up, didn’t mean she needed to share that rather stupid feminine response with him. Another thing the man did disgustingly well was read her emotions right off her face.
“Oh come on, Toni. Don’t freeze up on the guy.”
Toni glared at her friend. “Excuse me, but I’m not going to play a doormat for him.”
Brenda licked her lower lip. “I would, at least for one wild night.”
“Have fun. I won’t wait up for you.”
Brenda snickered at Toni’s sarcasm and crossed her eyes at her before standing up. “Fine, you win. Enjoy being a martyr.”
Toni narrowed her eyes, but her effort was wasted as Brenda moved across the floor with a slow sway of her hips towards a group of her friends. Her loose sundress slithered around her thin body.
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Toni wasn’t a martyr.
She was selective. Captain of her own destiny. Her gaze moved back towards Danton and disappointment shot through her. He was gone. Vanished, just like he had three months ago. If Brenda hadn’t seen the man as well, Toni would be questioning her own eyes. It was an honest fact that she thought about him too much. He pranced through her dreams in spite of numerous self-inflicted lectures to forget him. Falling in love was a high-risk thing because sometimes you ended up being alone with the emotion. In spite of months of lonely nights, her fickle mind refused to let his memory go. Her pager went off, and she grabbed it gratefully. She recognized the local sheriff’s station’s number and was already walking towards the back of the bar before she reached for her cell phone to call in. A social worker had to be on call twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week but tonight she was grateful for a reason to slip out of the bar early. She was going to let her job be the cover for her quick exit. It wasn’t grand, but it would serve as an escape route. The only part she didn’t like was the fact that she’d have
“Oh my…my…my.” Brenda grabbed Toni’s wrist as she stared across the bar to the game side of the place. All ten of the pool tables were in
-5- Mary Wine
play and Brenda pointed at one of them. “I think your luck just changed.”
Toni followed the line of Brenda’s finger and hissed as she found who was on the other side of the bar. Her luck certainly had changed, but not for the better. Danton Reeves straightened up as the men watching his game nodded approval at him. Her gaze slid over his frame because she just couldn’t help but look at what she was still craving. Danton was one hundred percent lean man. His shoulders were packed with hard muscle, and his body tapered down to a tight abdomen. Looking good was one thing, but Danton knew exactly how to use his body. His control and focus made sex something so incredibly intense. She was still abstaining, because she hadn’t found anyone who was his equal, despite the fact that he’d tossed her over for another woman. No one sent a shiver down to her toes or drew her attention quite the same way. It wasn’t even a choice sometimes, her gaze just moved to his without any forethought. It was completely frustrating but too vivid to shake off. So she was a complete idiot. That didn’t alter the fact that Danton made her jumpy, just by being in the same room. He turned his head and caught her staring at him. His lips moved slightly before Toni jerked her gaze away from him. Just because she hadn’t gotten past their break up, didn’t mean she needed to share that rather stupid feminine response with him. Another thing the man did disgustingly well was read her emotions right off her face.
“Oh come on, Toni. Don’t freeze up on the guy.”
Toni glared at her friend. “Excuse me, but I’m not going to play a doormat for him.”
Brenda licked her lower lip. “I would, at least for one wild night.”
“Have fun. I won’t wait up for you.”
Brenda snickered at Toni’s sarcasm and crossed her eyes at her before standing up. “Fine, you win. Enjoy being a martyr.”
Toni narrowed her eyes, but her effort was wasted as Brenda moved across the floor with a slow sway of her hips towards a group of her friends. Her loose sundress slithered around her thin body.
-6- Full Disclosure
Toni wasn’t a martyr.
She was selective. Captain of her own destiny. Her gaze moved back towards Danton and disappointment shot through her. He was gone. Vanished, just like he had three months ago. If Brenda hadn’t seen the man as well, Toni would be questioning her own eyes. It was an honest fact that she thought about him too much. He pranced through her dreams in spite of numerous self-inflicted lectures to forget him. Falling in love was a high-risk thing because sometimes you ended up being alone with the emotion. In spite of months of lonely nights, her fickle mind refused to let his memory go. Her pager went off, and she grabbed it gratefully. She recognized the local sheriff’s station’s number and was already walking towards the back of the bar before she reached for her cell phone to call in. A social worker had to be on call twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week but tonight she was grateful for a reason to slip out of the bar early. She was going to let her job be the cover for her quick exit. It wasn’t grand, but it would serve as an escape route. The only part she didn’t like was the fact that she’d have
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