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minute but soon she was trying to jerk away. “Let me go, Rafe.”
    Ignoring the angry little demand, he pulled her closer and began to slow dance around the floor despite the fast beat thrumming around them.
    She felt so good in his arms, even with the hard little bones poking him when before he’d felt only soft womanly curves. One of his first orders of business would be to put some weight back on his woman.
    “I’ve missed you, Maxine,” he said softly into the shell of her ear and was rewarded with a soft shuddering sigh before she stomped hard on his instep.
    “Let me go, you big ass!” Max yelled up at him.
    He grunted at the slight pain in his foot and loosened his hold a little but didn’t release her. “I’ll let that one slide, baby. We’ve got to talk. You’ve got it all wrong…”
    Maxine reared her hand back and slapped him solidly across the face, the anger behind the blow enough to give her the strength to make his ears ring.
    When she started to lift the other hand, he caught her wrist before it could connect. “Tread very carefully.”
    She glared up at him before finally dropping her gaze from his. “Fine, will you please let go of my arm? I don’t feel well and would like to go home.”
    “Okay, I’ll give you a ride,” he told her and began to lead her off the dance floor, ignoring all the very interested stares their exchange had garnered.
    “I can take myself,” she spat.
    “Not in your current condition you can’t, young lady. You’re drunk and I better not find out you drive yourself around regularly in this condition,” he said sternly.
    “Whether I do or not is no business of yours, Rafe Jennings!” Max practically screamed, demonstrating just how drunk she was.
    “That’s enough,” Rafe said, turning her to face him firmly. “You have two choices. You can walk out of here on your own steam or you can ride out over my shoulder. Which is it going to be, Max?”
    “Pig!” she yelled as she kicked him neatly in the shin.
    “Shoulder it is,” Rafe said as calmly as he could, given he wanted to toss her over a knee and paddle the tar out of her. He managed not to, instead tossing her lightly over his right shoulder and taking her purse from Tom.
    “See you at the office tomorrow,” Tom called after him as he walked out of the club with an irate Maxine yelling curse words and pounding his back from her position over his shoulder.
    Rafe delivered one sharp swat to her bottom. “That’s enough!” Her struggles stopped, immediately reminding him how beautifully she’d responded to his discipline.
    He sat her firmly in the seat of his truck and buckled her in, which garnered him another glare. “We’ll talk more at your apartment.”
    Max made the ride home in complete silence; he could see the rage building in her as she worked herself up. He watched the rapid play of emotions across her face with concern but she continued to ignore him. As if it was no business of his how she felt and she resented his interference.
    When the truck stopped in front of her apartment, Max jumped out and ran inside.
    “Maxine, wait!” he called after her and cursed when she ignored him. Rafe walked into the apartment building, doing a quick perimeter check then a walk through before finding her in the kitchen pouring herself yet another drink. Rafe frowned; it was clear Maxine was drinking way too much. “What the hell are you playing at, Maxine? You know better than to just run in like that.”
    “Leave me alone, Rafe. I’m tired and I needed a drink,” she said, pouring a generous amount of vodka in her glass.
    Rafe frowned at her. “That won’t help, Maxine,” he said in a gentle voice.
    She suddenly whirled on him in a fury. “Don’t you dare presume to tell me what I do and do not need, Rafe Jennings!” Max yelled before flinging the glass and its contents at him.
    He ducked and the glass shattered on the floor behind him.
    They stood staring across the kitchen at each