Carnal Sin

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Kent Galion had it bad for the blonde.

With dark, sultry eyes she stared back at him down her long, elegant nose. And when she passed with a tray of drinks for the rowdy frat boys in the corner, she purposely brushed against him. He’d been watching her all night and they’d shared the secret look, eyes that whispered I want you.

What woman wouldn’t want Kent Galion? When he was labeled one of Los Angeles’s ten most eligible bachelors, they commented on his Midas touch and GQ good looks. At forty, he was fit and in his prime. He owned this club and more, the king of the West Side. Any of the staff would serve him in his bed or theirs, and often made that clear, but he rarely took any of them up on their offers. Two years ago he’d dated a sexy cocktail waitress, and that had ended up in a long-term business relationship. He still didn’t know why he’d let his dick lead him down that hazardous road-he’d put up most of the risk, but they were in business fifty/fifty. At least Wendy handled the day-to-day management that he detested. The arrangement had been a sore point between him and his younger brother, but Marcus had always been stuffy and conservative.

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