A DASH OF TEMPTATION.

ind you to her liking. Turn her loose and

to loosen just a bit as he spoke, and taking advantage, she suddenly jerked free. Then

s gasping behind him, scared out of her wits from the sound of it. But damn it all, he definitely did not want to lose his pants out here scuffling in the middle of the sidewalk with common drunks. One of the men started to throw a punch. David c

im reeling with a firm kick to the rear end, then stalked the other two, every muscle in his body tensed. Too drunk to persist in

now lay in a puddle on the sidewalk,

?" he asked with all the

n, and he shook his head. He could see more raggedy clothing falling out the o

He automatically moved her to his right side, bringing her between his body and the building, protec

royalty. Even now, with him hustling her down the sidewalk, she had a certain grace, a definite poise, that didn't come from being underprivileged. She glanced up at him, and he noticed she smelled nice, too. Not heavily per

appreciate your assistanc

his pace, he sim

uestion. Who are you? What the h

ns." He growled, his

m. "Answer me, dammit!" She said and st

y of your business." Everyth

e forced him to slowdown. She was wide-eyed again and he noticed her mouth was hanging open as he dragged her into the bar. "What are you doi

He stared down at her, trying to intimidate her with his blackest scowl. The music was picking up tempo,

I have no inten

gain, then called to the bartender. "Hey, Mark

g, grinned and nodded. While David had been watching

e do?" Mar

I have to talk to her.

e tries to

al wink. "Make her sorry if sh

on the premises. But the lady didn't know that. David was just trying to scare her into behaving and he

ole" she said an

You should be nice to me" he replied

you grab

the light. Women screamed, and David cursed and rolled his eyes. Again, he could never understand why any man would wear a G-string

reciated his show all the more. His eyes moved back to Bonnie Rimmer. Just like the other ladies, the man seemed