Certified Male

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the night together, it didn’t matter that they’d done much, much more, the kiss had her lips buzzing. Taken off balance, she faltered. “They were probably a bad idea. Something new.” Stupid, she thought immediately. And certainly never should have admitted to doing anything goofy.
    â€œIf it matters, I like the real color better,” he remarked and slid the fingers of one hand along her jaw, curling them around her neck. She read his intentions in the darkening of his eyes and stepped back hastily even as she felt the first fizz of desire begin to bubble in her system.
    â€œWell, got to get the day started,” she said briskly. “I should get rolling.”
    â€œWhy?” He moved toward her again. “You’re here for pleasure. I can help you with that.”
    â€œI’ve got business that can’t wait.” Although if she didn’t get away from him soon, it would have to.
    â€œBusiness?” He lowered his hands, interest flickering in his eyes. “I thought this was a vacation for you.”
    Gwen coughed. “Oh, yeah, well, you know, business and pleasure, better together.”
    â€œIs this about Rennie?”
    That stopped her for a moment. “Where’d you get that?”
    â€œThat’s who you were looking for when you sat down last night, wasn’t it? Rennie?” Del backed up to lean a hip against the bureau.
    She flushed. “I don’t think that’s any of your business.”
    â€œYou’re right,” he agreed, “but it’s kind of an odd thing. Makes me wonder.”
    The last thing she needed was a curious reporter on her hands. “There’s nothing to wonder about,” Gwen snapped, checking her jeans pocket for her room key. “Last night was last night and this is today. And I’ve got things to get done.”
    â€œSo I see. Doesn’t mean we still can’t spend some time together.”
    Had she thought he had devilish eyes? Now they were just way too perceptive and persistent for her own comfort. She needed to cut this off—now. “You seemed like a nice guy last night. Don’t turn into one of those jerks who can’t take no for an answer. It was a one-nighter. Deal with it.”
    The look in his eyes hardened. “I don’t have any problems with the word no. I just don’t take bullshit very well.”
    â€œWhat’s that supposed to mean?”
    â€œYou tell me. You’re kind of a moving target.”
    â€œAnd you’re kind of an asshole.” She shook her head like a dog shaking off water. “Why are we even having this conversation? I am out of here. Have a nice life.”
    â€œGive my love to Rennie.”
    She answered with a rude word. Unfortunately the pneumatic closer prevented the door from slamming, so she had to listen to his laughter all the way down the hall.

6
    G WEN STOOD ON THE SIDEWALK near the corner of Sahara and Decatur, squinting in the late morning sunlight. Away from the Strip, Las Vegas was anonymous and pedestrian—computer stores nestled up against muffler shops, fast-food joints and video stores filling up the minimalls. It was like any city in America.
    Except for the temperature.
    Not even dark glasses blocked the merciless desert sun. Baking heat shimmered up in waves from the sidewalk. It was a good thing she’d worn something skimpy when she’d left the air-conditioned comfort of the hotel, not that Nina’s wardrobe held anything else. Of course, Gwen would have chosen a sleeveless top and shorts rather than Nina’s clingy lime tank dress. It was right for Nina, though. She’d wear an attention-getter.
    And get attention it had, from the elevator, through the casino, to the front door. It had certainly brought the doorman on the run, and the cabbie had been ready to throw aside his day job to show her around. Instead she’d had him take her out to the boulevard of strip malls

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