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Eve was glad for the end of shift. Trina was going to meet her at home this evening and get rid of the long purple hair. She’d had about as much teasing as she could stomach from her bullpen. Once she got rid of the beauty tech, a swim was in order. One that didn’t involve being twisted up in purple...
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Dance in Death
Eve leaned back and watched Brian charm the world. He was as bad as Roarke. Women were falling like leaves in the fall. He managed to mix and serve drinks and flirt without effort. And damn her if he wasn’t almost as handsome as Roarke. She smiled at him when he glanced her way, then frowned as he...
It must be the tits, Eve decided, scanning the mass of floral tributes on Peabody’s dressing table. Her partner did have impressive ones. The other dancers all oohed over the sheer floral explosion. Eve noted that Peabody was glowing with pride, hid a snigger. McNab had a much greater chance of finding out...
Cmdr. Whitney taped his fingers on his thighs as his best officer gave her report. “So you have another six days,” he commented.
Neither one said what they both knew. Roarke would not accept his wife’s undercover assignment. ...
Neither one said what they both knew. Roarke would not accept his wife’s undercover assignment. ...
What else do two women do but compare their tips at the end of shift, Eve thought in amusement? She sipped her beer and relaxed against the padded bench in the heated whirlpool. “I made thirteen thousand.”
“Ha!” Peabody...
“Ha!” Peabody...
Roarke pulled out the next disc and loaded it up. It was from Shequitar, highlighting possible recruits for dancers at various clubs he owned. The talent scout’s professional voice clipped out. “I’ve found several good potentials for our more exclusive establishments. The first two are...
Eve settled into her undercover assignment. She, Calendar, and Peabody had received eight hours of instruction on pole dancing and stage erotic performance dance. She tuned into her music and performed to the choreographed moves. Since this was her sixth night, it was no longer embarrassing. It was a job. With...
“Dallas?’
“Yeah” Eve sucked in a deep breath, let it out, and tried another squiggle.
“I can’t breathe.” ...
“Yeah” Eve sucked in a deep breath, let it out, and tried another squiggle.
“I can’t breathe.” ...
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