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“So,” she continued, setting her glass down. “Jake tells me you’re curious about what happened here the other day.”
Chad’s eyebrows shot up. “He just said you needed furniture moved or something.”
Samantha laughed again, rich and throaty. “Oh, something definitely got moved.” She stood up, moving to stand directly in front of them. “But I think it’s easier if I show you rather than tell you.”
With deliberate slowness, she untied the belt of her wrap dress. The silk parted, revealing the valley between her breasts, the flat plane of her stomach with its delicate navel, and the thin strip of black lace between her thighs. She shrugged the dress off her shoulders, letting it slide down her arms and pool at her feet. Time to see what they’re really made of….
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