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Author: Toria writes
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Darla's POV

Sam's smirk stayed with him as he filled my glass, the actions heavy, deliberate. "You know, Darla, most women would have asked me questions about business, about money, about what I could give. But you? You went right to Xavier."

I looked at him, not blinking. "That's because you put it about him first. You've been dancing around his name all night."

His laugh was low, warm, too smooth. "Maybe because Xavier is the only thing standing between me and what I want."

I raised an eyebrow. "And what do you want, Sam?"

He inched closer, his voice lowering, replete with innuendo. "Opportunity… and maybe a woman who knows how to spot it."

The ferocity in his eyes caused me to stop breathing for an instant, but I forced a weak laughter, swirled wine to mask. "Be careful. You sound like you're recruiting me."

"Tempting you?" His grin increased. "No, Darla. I'm tempting you. There's a difference."

The air between us thickened with tension and threat. He wanted me to bite, to pretend,
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