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minutes. Lorenzo was ruthless with his badgering once he returned to their suite. Crue and Gabe, apparently used to his tactics and the way he’s confronted Kelly in the past, saw where their night was heading.”
    “Where the night was heading,” Colt said quietly, thinking of Kelly’s hot, curvy body wrapped around his as he’d pounded against her. He couldn’t remember a time when he’d wanted a woman more. Then, unexpectedly, he regained his sensibilities. What sorry luck he had. He’d wanted to fuck Kelly in that elevator. He’d longed to take her, stroke her, just be inside her, but somewhere in the midst of foreplay, he’d gained a conscience. He didn’t want to take her until he knew for sure what she was doing. And he’d known with absolute certainty, if he’d taken her then, he’d never let her lie down beside that bastard again. Unfortunately, he’d wanted to make sure she understood his rules, too, before she played with fire.
    Kemper snapped his fingers in front of his face. “That must’ve been some elevator ride.”
    “It was,” Colt admitted and then quickly added, “Get to the point.”
    “Crue and Gabe set up a poker game and lured Lorenzo out of the suite by inviting him to a high-stakes game with high rollers,” Kemper explained.
    “And you were the high rollers?”
    “Yes,” Brand replied. “We had the money for the show.”
    “And not one ounce of a poker player’s education,” Colt pointed out. “Why didn’t Crue call me? Hell, for that matter, why didn’t he send Gabe or play himself?”
    “They needed to keep an eye on Kelly. They were afraid Lorenzo might send someone else in to finish the job.”
    “Finish the job?” Colt asked, every muscle in his body tightening. “Did he hurt Kelly?”
    “He knocked her around a lot. Apparently he threatened to kill her if she didn’t tell him why you were here. We think he knows who you are and what you do, which would indicate a security breach somewhere. He accused Kelly of calling you in, and he’s demanding to know why you’re here.”
    “Son of a bitch!” Colt opened the door.
    “Colt, don’t go over there,” Kemper said, rushing him. “She’s probably asleep. Besides, there’s nothing to worry about right now. Lorenzo is downstairs celebrating his win.”
    “Of course he is,” Colt said, all the more furious as he considered the fact that Lorenzo’s sorry ass walked away with a million dollars of the Underground Unit’s money. “Is Kelly okay?”
    “Crue said it wasn’t the worst he’d seen, but she fought back. Evidently, her retaliation caught him off guard. He’s on to you. We know that for sure,” Kemper said.
    “He’s suspicious of us, too,” Brand added. “He saw us behind the restaurant greeting her and he knows we’re old friends, but during the game last night, we told him our connection with Kelly goes way back and we’re old family friends.”
    “Did he buy it?”
    “Yeah,” Brand replied.
    “No,” Kemper said.
    Colt threw up his hand. “I’m going to the gym. You guys get some rest. I need to figure out how I can lure Lorenzo out tonight for a real poker game, one where he walks away from the table feeling the loss.”
     
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    Kelly gripped the handles on the bicycle and pedaled like crazy. She closed her eyes, feeling the burn in her thighs, appreciating the tightness in her calves. If a woman wanted a good body, she had to work for it, and God knew, she’d tried to lose the weight she’d gained. In the past year, she’d put on about thirty pounds. Colt hadn’t noticed, or if he had, he hadn’t said anything.
    She pedaled faster and faster. Ah, Colt . Her moist pussy against the triangular seat became highly sensitive and she leaned forward, rubbing her clit against the leather, grinding her cunt as she pumped her legs. She thought of Colt’s lips on her neck, his cock pressing against her hip as his mouth claimed hers and their bodies came together like a