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k a guy, preferably one who's alone and looks like h

advice. She was t

the bar. "Dark hair, navy suit,

e ever since I arrived. He was nursing a drink and seemed to b

"But I can't tell if he's

some men here might be married. I would not be a home

see a tan line on his finger if he took it off. What

had one on

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kind of advertising, b

ld not let me back down. "Remember, you're doing this

rketing job at the tech startup, and he had scoffed at my and Samantha's idea of starting our con

e bar. I was uncomfortable having so much cleavage showing, but that's

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een a fitting way to get the guy's attention, though, looking like a complete dork.

went beyond him, checking out his left hand discreetly in pas

beat faster. I no longer had an easy out. I leaned forward on the bar, my hands on the cold

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rve to glance d

ndsome. His gaze

azelle, stal

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see right into my frightened soul. He had an imperfection to the b

"Liam," he said in a smooth

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I'm L

rrassment, hitting my empty drink glass on the

reful there, Sunshine. This is where you tell meyourname." He offered a hi

," I

ooks. Dark brown hair to go with those eyes, and a strong, angular chin wit

urning int

e. It comes from the French

o me on our first meeting. The timbre of his words sent a tingle racing throu

rised me. "Sorry for the

husky voice. The bartender, an older gent wi

could get a word out. "Whatever Amy and

looked my direct

. "Taking a big risk there, Liam. Wha

risk. They only sell that by the glass here." He held up

iskey and only drank the best. Matt's