Chapter 2

Then she gave a mocking snort. Yeah right. If she had to choose? Like she could ever hope to bag either one of those red-hot specimens. Not to sell herself short, but men like those usually didn’t go for girls like her. She’d never really made the supermodel category. And that was just the kind of women she could picture those two gorgeous devils being interested in.

With superhuman effort Rebecca turned to face the bar again. No use dreaming. But damn, did her pussy still twitch like crazy. She definitely needed to find a way to release all these pent-up emotions, or she’d go crazy.

Now if only her date would show up so she could get this evening over with, thought Rebecca glumly. Suddenly, the beckoning thoughts of her DVR waiting back home for her seemed far too appealing. Five more minutes and I’m out of here, she vowed…

“Rebecca?”

A deep male voice like creamy, scrunched up satin reached her ears and Rebecca froze. She was almost too afrai