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and those of the four men surrounding me. I've never felt more deliciously used in my life, never felt so thoroughly fucked or so completely satisfied.
    I let out a contented sigh as I gather my discarded clothes from the grass.
    ***
    K yle slows the Jeep down, coming to a stop outside of my apartment building’s front entrance. I climb over Chuck to get out of the backseat. I stand on legs that are still a bit wobbly, straighten my white tee shirt over my belly, and close the door behind me.
    "Thanks, guys," I say, leaning into the window. "That was exactly what I needed." I give them an exhausted but happy grin, and am met with four smiles that mirror my own.
    "You should hang out with us again sometime. You're really something else, Renee." Chuck says, giving me a mischievous wink.
    "Yeah, definitely," Kyle agrees. "We'd love to have you over to our place any time you like." He says, and the others nod in agreement.
    I smile at the four sexy lacrosse players. "I just might take you up on that." I say, and give them one last sexy smirk before turning away from the car. I make sure to sway my hips as I head towards my building, because I know that there are four pairs of eyes checking out my ass as I go.
    There's a honk from the Jeep’s horn as it drives away. I smile widely when I see that the lights inside of our apartment are still on, meaning that my roommates are still awake.
    I can't wait to tell them all about my babysitting job...

BOOK FOUR: Double Stuffed In Hollywood

    “C an I buy you a drink?”
    I turned to the man who had taken the barstool next to me, ready to tell him thanks, but no thanks. I was in no mood to be hit on tonight. I had sorrows to drown, and that was best done alone.
    But the words got lost somewhere between my head and my mouth when I looked over at him. Holy hell , was he ever good looking. Dark brown hair, chiseled features, striking blue eyes. He was well groomed and wearing expensive clothes; definitely not the type of man I’d ever expect to find in a cheap dive bar in West Hollywood.
    “Well?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at me. 
    “Oh! Um, sure.” I mumbled, blushing fiercely. I hadn’t realized that I’d been staring. I quickly finished my drink as he motioned for the bartender.
    “I’ll have another rum and diet soda.” I said.
    “Oh no, you can’t drink that,” the man said, waving a hand. “A beautiful woman like you needs something with some style and sophistication.” He turned to the bartender. “We’ll have two dirty martinis, shaken.”
    My head was spinning. I’d never had a man order for me before. It seemed so old fashioned, so manly. And he’d called me beautiful! This gorgeous man thought that I was beautiful? 
    “Dante Stone.” He said once the bartender had left, extending his hand to me. I reached out and shook it, and a tiny jolt of electricity shot through my palm. Dante’s eyes bored into mine, intently studying my face.
    “Heather. Heather Kelly.” I said, grateful when the bartender returned with our drinks. It was an excuse to break the intense eye contact.
    “It’s lovely to meet you.” Dante said, his voice smooth. He took a sip of his martini and I followed suit. Woah , I had to try hard not to make a face. This was definitely different from my usual rum and diet cola, which suddenly seemed like a very immature drink. A dirty martini seemed like a real cocktail.
    “I have to ask, are you an actress, Heather?”
    I gave him a surprised look. I couldn’t help but wonder how he could tell. 
    “I’m trying to be.” I sighed, and my voice sounded sad and pathetic, even to me. I blushed a little. “It’s just so much harder than I thought it would be. I bombed an audition today, yet again.” I took a long sip of my cocktail to hide my frown. Dante gave me , sympathetic smile, his blindingly white teeth gleaming against the dim light in the bar.
    “I just knew you were an actress. You have an aura about you, a magnetism.”