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 What is?
 Finding a man to have sex with, she said with a lazy shrug as if her little announcement was no big
deal.
For a moment he could only stare at her in wonder.  You really came to a bar to have sex?
She snorted out a small giggle, rolling her eyes.  No, silly, I wasn t planning on having sex at the
bar, she said as if he were crazy. A few seconds later her lips pursed up thoughtfully.  Although I ve
never had sex in a bar and that does sound kind of fun, she admitted, shocking the hell out of him.
Not because she thought having sex in a bar was fun, it was, but the fact that she was speaking to him
so bluntly.
 I couldn t help but overhear your dilemma, a man sporting a goatee and a wedding band said as he
sauntered up to Zoe.  Maybe I can-
Trevor leveled a glare on the man that had him stumbling to a halt and practically running away a
second later.
Something soft brushed against his shoulder. He looked over in time to see Zoe s little balled up fist
sail through the air and land against his shoulder, although he barely felt it he figured telling her that
would only come as a challenge to his little tenant.
 Stop doing that! she hissed, glaring at him.
 Doing what? he asked, giving the platinum blonde that had been flirting with him from across the
room a subtle shake of his head as she started to approach him. Although she was gorgeous and he
normally wouldn t mind losing his body in a woman like her for a night he couldn t leave Zoe alone.
With her mouth and determination she was going to find herself in a lot of trouble.
 Coming between me and sex, she stated with a sigh.  I have a really good plan and if you d just go
sit over there, she said, leaning closer to him and in the process pressing her large soft breasts
against his arm as she pointed around him towards an empty seat at the other end of the bar,  I can get
on with it.
He nearly groaned when she pulled her breasts away from him and demanded that she put them back.
They had been soft and comforting, damn it! Somehow he forced his thoughts away from her selfish
little act of taking them away and focused on the problem at hand, a drunk Zoe.
 You re really determined to do this, aren t you? he asked, noting the way she scanned the crowd
almost desperately.
 Five years, Trevor. Five long years, she said with a pout as she tried, unsuccessfully, to get the
bartender s attention. When it became painfully obvious that the bartender wasn t going to serve her,
at least not while Trevor was there, Zoe gave up and went back to scanning the crowd, which he had
to admit was pretty insulting.
What the hell was wrong with him? he had to wonder when she didn t spare him a glance. He was a
fucking Bradford for Christ sake s. Bradford men were known for being studs and this small,
normally plain woman, couldn t be bothered with trying to get him into bed when she was clearly
desperate for it was really fucking insulting.
 Can you imagine going five years without sex? Zoe asked, breaking into his thoughts.
He thought it over for a moment. It had been a long time since he had sex, a year? Year and a half?
That was pretty bad, but five years? He d sooner starve to death than go without sex for that long.
Zoe took his grimace as agreement.  Exactly. Now, she said, straightening up in her seat and giving
her breasts a slight push up to put them on display that made his mouth go bone dry within seconds,  if
you ll excuse me I m about to rectify that little problem.
He sighed heavily as she stood up, wobbled, and took a step towards the crowd. She didn t make it
far before he had his arm around her and was steering her towards the exit sign, resigning himself to
put off his own plans for another night so he could play nursemaid to his drunk tenant hell bent on
having sex.
 Trevor? Where the hell are you going? he heard Hank yell over the loud crowd and music, but he
just ignored the prick.
He still couldn t believe the man thought he d be interested in any of those bar bunnies. When he
realized his night was shot and he had to look forward to putting up with Hank acting like they were
best friends and women who grossed him out hanging all over him he decided to leave and try another
bar, but then he spotted her sitting all by herself, looking so damn pretty that he swore his heart
actually skipped a beat.
Even across the room he d been able to tell that she wasn t wearing any makeup, but he hadn t cared.
When he realized that she was actually making him drool from across the room he realized that he
really needed to haul his ass out of there, but then he spotted the asshole sauntering up to her and he
knew that he couldn t leave her to fend for herself.
He really was too damn giving, he thought as he stopped her from pulling away from his side and
steered her back towards the door.
 Oh, Zoe said, stumbling by his side.  Are we going to find someone to have sex with me outside?
Trevor gave her shoulder a patronizing squeeze.  We sure are.
She sighed contently.  Good. Just make sure he likes oral sex, because I really miss doing that for a
man, she announced, making him stumble.
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This was going to be a long fucking night, Trevor decided five minutes later after he managed to
somehow convince Zoe that if she wanted to have sex that she had to get into his truck.
 Hey, you lied! Zoe gasped as they pulled out of the parking lot.
 Took you long enough, he mumbled, wondering when she d be a good little girl and pass out and
put him out of his misery. All this talk about Zoe having sex and giving blow jobs was killing him.
 Now I don t feel bad, she said, crossing her arms stubbornly over chest as she did her best to glare
at him.
 About what? he asked absently, not really in the mood for any drunken rambling.
 About lying to you, she said, making his eyebrows arch.
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