Chapter Seven

Oh my

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Anna licked her lips, casting a sidelong glance at the huge, handsome man on her arm. She was going to have to send Uncle Uzzi a gift basket or something.

Even if this lasted just the one night, her date was the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen. Tall and wide, with short, tawny-colored hair, and a grin that made her panties melt clean off her body.

He was sex personified. A veritable magnetic force in his own right, drawing stares from passing women as they waited their turn in the check in line. She waited for the green-eyed monster to show up, but all she could muster was pride.

Anna was proud to be the woman on his arm, and she relished having all his smexy attention just for herself. Lance was courteous and so much fun. And even better—he only had eyes for her. Imagine that?

When he started singing along with the eighties station she put on, she couldn’t help but laugh. He had good taste in music, too. Damn, he was perfect.