Devilishly Wicked

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starting to bother him. He was so damned attracted to this woman. Couldn’t she see that? Feel it?
    She stared at him for a moment, but then went back to fiddling with her spoon.
    “Sorry,” she said, then mumbled something about “going along with his games,” but he didn’t quite hear what she said, because the waitress returned at the same time.
    “Here you go.” She set down two large glasses of beer, then waited.
    Really, this chick wasn’t going to be put off easily, was she?
    Tristan lifted his glass to his lips and took a testing sip, even though he’d had the same ale dozens of times.
    “It’s great, thank you,” he said dismissively.
    “Can I get you anything else?”
    Tristan shot the woman a look. He might have appreciated this woman’s persistence another day, but definitely not at the moment. “I think we’re good right now.”
    The waitress lingered just a moment longer as if she was trying to think of something else to say, but apparently nothing came to her.
    “Well, just let me know if you think of something,” she said with a sweet smile. “My name is Chrissy—if you need anything.”
    Her eagerness actually made Tristan feel a little disgusted. Did Chrissy not see he was here with another woman?
    Tristan thanked the waitress again and she finally left, probably heading back to the kitchen to tell the cook he needed to get a rush on those sandwiches and onion rings.
    “She’s just trying to get your attention,” Georgia said, reaching for her own beer.
    His dark brows jutted together as he frowned.
    “What?” she asked.
    “Trying too hard,” he stated.
    “She’s actually quite pretty,” Georgia said.
    Was she really trying to convince him to be interested in the rude, pushy waitress? That idea pissed him off—for a reason he didn’t entirely understand.
    “The hostess is pretty, too,” Georgia added. “And she was flirting with you as well.”
    She was trying to get him interested in one of the restaurant staff. Someone other than her. Well, he wasn’t going to be that easily distracted.
    He returned his attention to Georgia and shrugged. “I guess I didn’t really notice. I’m preoccupied with other company.”
    She stared at him for a moment, and then to his surprise she laughed.
    He smiled, but gave her a quizzical look. “What’s so funny?”
    “I appreciate your kindness in trying to make me feel special, but we both know I’m not really your type, so there is no need to play that game with me. I’d totally understand if you wanted to get a number or two while you are here. After all, they’re lining up to give them to you.”
    She jerked her head in the direction of the hostess podium. Several female staffers and even one male employee, covertly, or not so covertly, looked in their direction. They almost comically tried to look busy when they realized Tristan had noticed them.
    Almost comical, but he wasn’t amused by Georgia’s dismissal. He was certain she had been jealous of the hostess, but now, he didn’t feel that energy. He didn’t even feel much of her usual desire for him. Why? What was going on here?
    “All day you’ve been insisting you know my style,” he said, feeling very annoyed. This lunch was not going as he’d envisioned. “So you should know that humility is definitely not my style. That being said, you asked me a question, and I told you the truth. I didn’t really notice those other women’s reactions. Actually, I did notice, but I’m not interested.”
    Georgia nodded, immediately looking down again, clearly intimidated by his harsh reaction. Which wasn’t really the response he’d wanted either. Honestly, he’d wanted to spend the afternoon with the woman who’d been driving him to distraction from the very moment she’d teetered into his office on a pair of her ridiculous platform heels.
    Was that too much to ask? To have a break from demon rebellions, insubordinate employees, talking canines, and stress to simply

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