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regular event around here, so most us know to move them out of the store pretty damn quick whenever they end up in the same place at the same time.
    Otherwise, shit gets broken and I can tell you right now, it ain’t coming outta my paycheck.”
    “You don’t happen to know where they went when they left, do you?” he asked.
    “Nah. They left and nothing got busted up. That’s all I cared about. I know Bubbles was pissed as shit at Bella for something. She was cussing a blue streak, following them down the street.”
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    “Do you know where we can find Bubbles?” Aaron asked.
    “You’re going to look for Bubbles? Jesus H. Christ.” Riley closed her eyes and he suspected she was praying for patience. Clearly her prayers had not been answered.
    “She was the last one to see Trev. We’re following a trail, Riley. This is standard police work. Welcome to my world.”
    “You a cop?” the clerk asked.
    “Not at the moment,” he answered quickly. “I’m on my honeymoon.”
    “That’s cool.” The young guy grinned and pointed out the door. “Bubbles will be on that corner over there in about an hour. She’s partial to animal-print tops, but they ain’t partial to her. Oh, and she’s got pink hair this week.”
    Aaron picked up their bag of goodies and led Riley back out onto the street.
    “Sounds like we’ve got a little bit of time to kill. Sweaty sex or late lunch?”
    She looked at him for a few moments, appearing so torn he had to stifle his laughter. “If we have sex, it’s like I’m admitting we’re married.”
    “We are married, Riley. You just called me your husband in there.”
    “Yeah well, I’m not totally ready to declare defeat yet.”
    He put his arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. “Late lunch it is then.”
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Chapter Four
    After a very late lunch, Riley and Aaron headed back to the spot where the clerk at Sal’s said they would find Bubbles. They’d nearly reached the corner when Riley stopped mid-stride.
    “ Holy shit,” she muttered, her gaze falling on Bubbles.
    Aaron had gone two steps farther when he spotted the woman as well and halted.
    “Jesus,” he said.
    Riley stood rooted to the spot, blinking several times. The clerk hadn’t been lying about Bubbles’ love of animal prints, but she hadn’t really fully appreciated his joke about them not loving her until this moment.
    Aaron walked back toward her. “Wow.” His grin proved he was enjoying Riley’s reaction.
    Riley looked at him and shook her head in disbelief. “Tit Mecca.”
    “Oh yeah,” he agreed. “Not sure I’ve ever seen…” His words faded away unfinished as he turned to look at the hooker again.
    “That woman has managed to squeeze her 34DDD boobs into an extra-small shirt.
    It’s like…”
    “Like she’s defying gravity,” Aaron finished for her. “The animal print certainly accentuates her…”
    “Her everything.”
    Riley studied Bubbles, prying her eyes away from the woman’s chest to take in the rest of her. She was tall, close to six feet—not including her hair, which added at least another three or four inches to her towering frame. Her hair was long, teased to within an inch of its life and—as they’d been warned—pink. Hot pink. Her dark skin and eyes 49
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    betrayed her Hispanic heritage and she was wearing a wildly patterned spandex shirt that barely contained her girls.
    Riley could now understand the woman’s nickname. Her “bubbles” were very impressive, given the fact the woman possessed such a lanky frame. She wasn’t sure how Bubbles was remaining upright with all that weight in front. She had on super-tight pants that outlined her shapely ass and legs, and strangely, despite her crazy outfit and hair, Riley considered Bubbles one of the most beautiful women she’d ever seen.
    Aaron turned to face her again and from the corner of her eye, she saw his smile grow.
    “You doing okay,