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through. He’d nodded instead and went about his business, trying to ignore the hurt in her eyes that she tried to hide.
    “Damn bugs are biting tonight.” Bill swatted at his arm and grimaced. “I can’t imagine how bad they would be if we didn’t have a fire.”
    The four of them were sitting at a picnic table in Bill and Celine’s backyard. It was an impressive home, two stories and more bedrooms and bathrooms than the three of them needed. Bill had given them a tour that included a game room with a large pool table. Alyssa had given Hank a smile when they saw it. She’d remembered how much he wanted one.
    Hank took another swig of his beer and tried to concentrate on what his host and new friend was saying. The boys were playing with Hershey in the big yard while the adults relaxed post-dinner. Alyssa sat next to Hank and Celine sat next to Bill but her attention wasn’t on the somewhat homely and portly husband who clearly doted on her. Celine’s toe, hidden by the table top, was currently sliding up Hank’s leg.
    Coughing as some of his drink went down the wrong pipe, Alyssa banged on his back and gave him a strange look. She probably thought he’d had too much to drink.
    “Are you okay?”
    Hank cleared his throat and nodded. “Sorry, Bill, I missed what you said a moment ago.”
    “I was just saying that maybe we should head inside. These bugs are eating me alive.”
    The sole of Celine’s foot landed directly on Hank’s crotch.
    Holy fuck.
    He hopped up and stepped back from the bench as if it was on fire. He was a fucking married man and this woman’s husband was his goddamn host. Was she some kind of nympho?
    “That’s a good idea. We should take the boys inside with us.”
    If anybody noticed anything wrong with his demeanor, they didn’t say anything, although Hank noticed that Celine pouted a little. They corralled the boys and sent them upstairs to Bill Jr.’s room while Bill Sr. challenged Hank to a game of pool.
    The entire evening Celine had been throwing him come-hither looks but now she seemed to be in overdrive, not bothering to conceal her desire from her husband. Alyssa’s gaze was darting back and forth between Hank and the woman, and he had no doubt he was going to hear about this when they returned to the cabin.
    “Six in the side pocket,” Bill proclaimed, a smile on his face despite the fact that he was losing badly. Hank had to give the man credit. He was losing at pool and his wife was flirting with another man, but Bill appeared completely unconcerned.
    The ball skimmed the pocket but didn’t fall. Bill just shook his head and twisted open a new beer. Celine was standing disturbingly close and leaning on the table, her low-cut top showing way too much cleavage to a veritable stranger. He flicked a glance at Alyssa who was perched on a bar stool a few feet away sipping an iced tea. Their eyes met and for a moment there was no one else in the room but the two of them.
    Desire ran hot through his body and the only thing he wanted to do was finish this game and get her home. He was tired of pretending he didn’t want to make love to her. Nothing in this world was as good as having sex with his gorgeous wife. Consciously tuning her out, he turned back to the table and lined up the game winning shot.
    “Eight ball in the corner pocket.”
    It was a straight shot and Hank sunk the ball easily. Alyssa hopped up from the stool but Celine got to him first. The woman threw her arms around Hank, pressing her body to his along with her red lips to his cheek.
    “To the winner goes the spoils,” she whispered in his ear.
    Hank stiffened in shock, his gaze darting to Bill who was laughing and shaking his head.
    “Celine is so easily excited,” he chuckled. “She gets caught up in the competition. Back off and let Hank’s wife get a kiss in, sweetheart.”
    Hank untangled himself from the woman and took a step back. “Uh, thanks.” Alyssa’s arms slid around him and he pulled