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His loss, he didn’t know what he was missing -- she'd bet mousey Sophia would be too goody-goody to even give him head. Madeline would've done that and more, giving him a night to remember. No one had ever accused her of being a prude.

She giggled.

She swerved off the path onto the grass and stumbled on the uneven ground in her fuck-me high heels. The spiky heels started sinking into the grass and she almost fell. Frustrated, she kicked them off and they flew, landing in some bushes a couple yards away which made her giggle again.

She knew just what to do. She’d go to Shenanigans and have a few sorry horny saps, the key word being horny, buy her some drinks and then she’d pick out a lucky winner who’d get to take her home.

She frowned. But first she needed to find her shoes -- now where did they go?

Oh. The bushes, right. She swayed over to the bushes and bent over to look for them.

“Are you looking for these?”

Madeline shrieked, spun around, and landed on her butt. “Damn it. This skirt and these panties are brand new. I better not be sitting in mud.” She burst out laughing.

“Here let me help you up.”

A hand appeared in front of her face. She followed the hand up to a well defined arm over to a broad masculine chest covered in a tight black t-shirt. Her gaze traveled down and took in the flat stomach, muscular thighs, and rested on the impressive bulge in his snug fitting jeans. Madeline’s mouth watered and she prayed vehemently that he wasn’t ugly although his body would more than make up for it. You couldn’t see faces in the dark. She snickered, impressed with her joke.

She licked her lips. “Thanks.” She took his hand and let him pull her up. “I’m just a little bit tips…” Madeline not only lost her train of thought it completely derailed at the station when her eyes met his. They were the palest shade of green and seemed to glow under the light from the park lamppost. Not only was he not ugly, he was fucking hot -- tall and muscular, with dark hair and a sensuous mouth that made Madeline want to bite it. She immediately forgot all about old what’s-his-face from the party and thanked fate for bringing her there.

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