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it so memorable, she’d stop trying to push him away.
    Suddenly a busty, perfumed woman stood in front of their table. She wore a short, fitted black dress that hugged every inch of her lush body, and extremely high-heeled strappy sandals. Pale blond hair and bright red lips gave her a Marilyn Monroe look.
    She glanced back and forth between Dex and Hart.
    Dex grinned, knowing her predicament. “Can I help you?”
    She licked plump, painted lips. “You’re Hart Winston, the fighter?”
    Dex grinned. “No, ma’am. I’m his twin and a lowly writer. That’s Hart, looking very distracted—probably about his upcoming fight.”
    “Oh.” She turned toward Hart and smiled with giddy delight. “I didn’t know you were a twin.”
    Hart tamped down his irritation. If this was the woman sent by the goons, then he couldn’t dismiss her as he wanted to. He had to play along.
    Summoning up some masculine charm, he rose from the table and held out a hand. “I’m the evil twin,” he told her with a smile. “And you are?”
    “Caroline Welsh.” She went all giggly on him. “I’m a huge fan.”
    Hart held his smile with effort. “Thank you. I appreciate that.”
    “You look so impressive, I just know you’re going to win your fight.”
    “Damn straight.” It was all he could do not to glance at the goons. “Will you be attending the fight, or watching on TV?”
    “I’ll be there! I follow the fights all over the country. I love the excitement of a live event.” She licked her lips. “And I just love hanging out with the fighters.”
    Great. Hart strained his good manners. “Well, maybe I’ll see you there.”
    Turning coy, she fluttered thick black lashes and put a hand on his forearm. “Please don’t tell me I have to wait months before we get better acquainted.”
    Hart started to answer, and his cell phone rang. He held up a finger. “Excuse me just a second, will you, honey?”
    She pouted, but glanced at Dex.
    Dex whistled and turned away.
    “Yeah,” Hart said into the phone, already knowing from the caller ID that it was Joe.
    “We weren’t followed, and she’s in your car, waiting for you. I’ll keep an eye on her until you get out here, but you should have a babe coming up to you before long.”
    “Exactly,” Hart said. “Already done.”
    “Ah, she moved fast. Lisa overheard them finalizing the plan, which is why she approached to get a better look at them. Anyway, those are your boys, the ones who want to mangle your limbs. Make note of their mugs so you can identify them later, and then make a date with the chick for sometime soon, but not for tonight.”
    “Definitely not.” He had Lisa waiting, and no other woman could compare to her.
    “Lisa got their names, too, so that’ll help. But we’ll catch them in the act, just to make sure we have all the proof we need.”
    “Got it,” Hart said, anxious to be done so he could join Lisa. “I’ll get there as soon as I can.”
    After he hung up, he turned to Caroline again. “Sorry, but that was business. Now where were we?”
    “You,” she said teasingly, stroking his chest, “were about to invite me to join you.”
    “Damn, I wish I could. Unfortunately, I have to cut the night short.” When her eyes narrowed, Hart said, “How about tomorrow night? Say eight o’clock?”
    “Oh, that’d be perfect!” She brightened again—and stupidly glanced back at the men. “You could pick me up when I get off work.”
    “All right.”
    Withdrawing a pen and paper from her purse, she wrote down an address. “Are you familiar with the western area? I work there at a small drugstore. I could meet you in the back lot.”
    It was a crime-ridden area—perfect for violence—but Hart just shrugged. “No problem.”
    Before he knew her intent, she went on tiptoes, grabbed his neck to hug him close, and planted one on him.
    She left him cold, though he tried to hide it as he caught her waist and eased her away. His damn brother sat there