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Chapter 3

I gaped as the mist cleared to reveal one of the most devilishly handsome guys I'd ever seen. He was bare-chested beneath a leather jacket, and though only a small strip of skin was visible, I ogled his toned body. The speakers quieted for a fraction of a second as the song switched out to "I'm Sexy And I Know It."

"Hell, yeah! We know it, too," Caroline yelled. I wholeheartedly agreed - not that I'd ever let her know that. In any case, my eyes were too riveted to the hot piece of man candy in front of me to spare any attention for my friends.

He strode forward and stopped suddenly at center stage, his legs spread wide. His eyes snapped to my face as his hands went to the collar of his jacket. I could feel my face heating up as he oh-so-slowly pushed the jacket off his shoulders. The leather slid tantalizingly down his muscled arms, and I may have been drooling.

"Girl, look at that body," Bonnie whispered reverently.

He so obviously worked out.

The jacket seemed to take forever to fall off his delicious body; when it finally did swoop toward the ground, all three of us gasped as he caught it with one, strong, very dexterous-looking finger and slung it over his shoulder.

He continued to swagger toward us, rolling his hips from side to side and showing off his arm muscles, impressive pecs, and downright delicious abs. As he neared us, he turned around and wiggled his goods - he looked back at us and mouthed "Wiggle wiggle wiggle," in time with the song. I giggled.

Loudly.

I flushed again as I felt both Bonnie and Caroline's stare, and hoped that they would be too happy that I was actually enjoying their surprise to tease me about it later.

Sexy Devil turned around again and smirked at me, and I wondered desperately what he was thinking. This whole time he had been wearing a pair of shades, which completed the whole too-cool-for-school bad boy effect but prevented us from looking upon the glory of his naked face. All I could see was tousled dark hair, a strong jaw, and that sexy-ass smirk.

Seconds later, I saw a whole lot more as he whipped off his stripper pants.

DAMN. I looked away for a moment, slightly flustered. I was no prude, but whenever I had been with a guy...okay, Matt...any intimacy was always the product of a loving, understanding relationship. Sure, I lusted after the occasional movie star like everyone else, but this up-close-and-personal viewing of a stranger was a new experience for me.

That being said, I was adjusting rapidly. As I took a breath and turned back to face him, I got an eyeful of Caroline's expression, and her eyes were practically bugging out of their sockets.

I found myself face to face with a pair of supple ass cheeks. DAMN! Oh my God, never in a million years would I have thought that I would be turned on by a man thong under any circumstances, but...it was suddenly kind of hard to control myself as he rolled over and started thrusting on stage in front of us.

Oh. My. God.

I was overwhelmed by the sudden barrage of desires I was experiencing - I wanted to lick him, I wanted to climb on top of him like a horny little kitten, I wanted him to have his wicked way with me, I wanted him to -

"GET IN ME," Caroline moaned quietly.

"Caroline!" I cried, shocked - even though that had been EXACTLY what I was thinking - and Bonnie reached over me to clap a hand over Caroline's mouth in abject mortification.

Sexy Beast let out a wickedly amused chuckle and our eyes snapped back to him. Bonnie released Caroline without looking at her, and we all gaped as he lowered his sunglasses.

His eyes. Were so. Blue.

They were beautiful...like sea foam...that I wanted to do dirty, dirty things with.

Our mouths were still hanging open as he reached out with one hand - propped up on his side with the other - and plucked the crown from my head. My mouth worked silently in protest, the product of some small, stupid part of my brain. Wisely, I managed to make myself shut up as he gently slipped his sunglasses onto the top of my head, pushing strands of my hair back as he tucked the ends behind my ears.

I wasn't breathing. I would never breathe again if he continued to touch me in any way. I never wanted to draw breath again.

And then he placed my fluffy pink tiara on top of his own head.

I expelled all that breath I was holding when I burst out laughing.

Sexy Beast winked and blew a kiss at me, and I couldn't think of when I'd ever wanted anyone more. The combination of his pure sex appeal and sweet goofiness was...intoxicating.

Almost immediately I felt guilty, thinking of Matt for some reason. I felt guilty for having such a good time when he was struggling with the death of his sister and money troubles. I felt even more guilty when I admitted that I'd never felt anything close to this for Matt, the guy I'd known and cared for forever - even if we had broken up, he was still an important part of my life, and yet I was suddenly more passionate about an absolute stranger, a stripper, no less!

Bonnie's hand closed around my wrist, intuiting that something was wrong. I smiled tightly at her to reassure her that I was having a good time, and did everything I could to squelch my shame so I could enjoy my birthday surprise.

Sexy Beast raised himself up from a push-up position straining his beautiful muscles. He stood up, ran his hands through his hair, and strutted back up the stage. At the entryway he paused, looked over his shoulder at me, and slapped his own ass. I bit my lip as he winked one last time, and disappeared.

As the next song came on, I settled into my chair, determined to enjoy the show. Thoroughly.

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