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at the thought that no one knew about her state of semi-undress. It
made her feel decidedly wicked.
Cindy thought she d been fooling, couldn t believe she would go
through with it. This was one sure way to make Riley sit up and take
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notice. If he ignored her invitation, she d know where she stood.
She grabbed at the full skirt of her bold black and red summer frock
as the breeze that tunneled down through Martin Plaza shopping center
teased at the soft fabric. It was Riley she wanted to shock, not all the
innocent shoppers and workers out for a bite of lunch.
The building site loomed in front of her as she rounded the corner.
Without a falter in her stride, she approached the security booth. A man,
the same one she d seen the other night, stepped out to greet her.
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Something I can do for you, Miss?
Beth-Ann lowered the basket to the ground at her feet, crossed her
arms under her breasts and exerted upward pressure so her cleavage
was visible above the scooped neck of her dress. Even the lace trim of her
half-cup bra showed. She felt mean for trying this on Mel, but after all, a
man was a man, and she needed all the ammunition she could get.
It s Mel, isn t it? She tried not to smile as his gaze slid down her
chest. I saw you briefly on Friday night.
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Ahh, you re the young lady who was here with Riley. I caught a
glimpse of you in the cab. He grinned and moved closer.
Boys will be boys. I need to see Riley. I know it s a closed site, but is
there any chance I can visit with him for a little while?
She raised one hand to twist a red corkscrew curl around her finger
and plastered a needy little-girl expression on her face. I promise I won t
be a nuisance. Please, pretty please? You re such a nice man, sure you
can t do this for me? She reached over and dragged the tip of her fingers
across the top of his hand where it rested on the doorframe of the booth.
A spasm of guilt hit her at her manipulation of Mel. She should be
disgusted with herself. He was in all probability an upstanding family
man and she shouldn t be doing this. She justified it with the thought
that maybe she d stroked his male ego a bit and given him a cheap thrill.
Anything was fair game if it got her in to see Riley. She had a desperate
need to know if Riley was still interested, one that wasn t going to go
away until she satisfied it.
Okay, little lady, you can stop with the flirting now. Mel grinned at
her. I ve got daughters your age. If it ain t been tried on me, it ain t been
invented yet.
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Beth-Ann chuckled. Sorry, but it really is important I see Riley.
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Mel turned and reached into the little booth, a red safety helmet in
his hand when he faced her again. It s a hard hat area so you ll have to
wear this.
She took the hard hat and clamped it on her head. Who cared if it
messed up her carefully arranged curls and clashed with the auburn
color? That was the least of her worries. She gave it an extra tap on top
and waited for Mel to direct her.
I ll just let Riley know you re here.
He grabbed a hand-held radio, but before he could switch it on, Beth-
Ann intervened. No, I d like to surprise him. She reached down and
grasped the handle of the cane basket. I ve brought him a picnic lunch
as a treat.
He laughed, the sound rolling up from his barrel of a chest. Okay,
little lady. Never let it be said I stood in the way of true love. He walked
her over to the front entrance of the site and pointed across to the far
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side. See those demountable buildings over there? One of them is the
site office. You ll find the boss there, probably up to his eyebrows in
figures.
He waved her on. Now don t you go and fall over in those spiky
heels. Strictly speaking, you should have work boots on, but I didn t
think they d go with that spiffy dress.
Thank you, Mel. She reached up and planted a quick kiss on his
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