A Taste of Spring

Chapter 21

Fallon probably pointed out various attractive women but Dez didn't look because he didn't care. None of those women were like his. "Hell," he groaned again when he realized he claimed Anna again. She wasn't his. She obviously didn't want to be because if she did, she would have left a damn number.

"Look, man," Fallon said, patting him on the shoulder, "you have to shake this shit. A hot chick came into your life for a brief moment. That's that." He shrugged. "You need to get over it. You're acting like a WON."

Dez sat up. The stare he gave his best friend was one of pure disgust. He was actually offended. He was no Wounded-One-Nighter.

(Or am I?)

Dez lifted his glass to his mouth and downed the remaining liquid, about half the glass of whiskey, in one gulp.

(Dammit, I am.)

"You boys want some company?"

Dez looked up to see the Karaoke Princesses standing around their table. Each of them, five total, was beautiful in her way. Yet, he wasn't interested. But when the saucy redhead beauty with long hair, large breasts, and round ass touched his shoulder then sat on his lap, Dez forced a smile.

The first step of removing his WON tag was to forget and move on. He glanced over at Fallon as he offered the other women seats.

raised a brow but smiled back. His friend was right. There was no point in crying over something you never had. More than a month had passed since his unexpected night with

ear, "You like playing with

skin beauty with hazel eyes but she was sexy. "I

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into a slight panic. The haze of sleep slowly lifted with a very horrid cry of words the "artist" bellowed.

it sounded like, Dez thought because it served its purpose.

was laced with drowsiness.

popped open as he pushed up and glared at the woman beside him. It took him a moment to remember where

cell and touching her finger to the screen. With the alarm silent,

were in his

IT." She motioned to her body.

amazing lingerie he'd ever seen. Her red hair looked like

his knees, resting his elbows on them as he watched Tabitha dress. At least he

sleep with an author they actually love?

the comforter and picked up his

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