His Stripper
Or had it?
The brief, electrifying stare they shared left a lingering warmth in the air, but she quickly averted her eyes, unwilling to acknowledge the rush of emotions she didn’t want to explore. She shook off the feeling, convincing herself that Ollie hadn’t meant it, that it was just a reflexive response, nothing more.
Oblivious to the sudden shift in atmosphere between them, Amy slammed her hands down on the table with enthusiasm. "Okay, one last crucial detail," she said. “Are you a fan of Ava Ambrose?”
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