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She was licking something off the end of a wooden spoon. Red froze. His body reacted as if he’d walked in on her twirling half-naked on a pole….Frankie was intriguing. Unsettling. Challenging He wanted to figure her out. He wanted to play strip poker with her. He wanted to throw her on the couch and —“A touch more oregano, I think.” Frankie pointed the spoon at him.
