Hell, yes, I'm gonna do it. I just wanted you to know you're a pushy
woman, that's all."
As Cade headed for the closet, Beth lowered her feet to the floor and said,
"Crap, Cade. I'm thirty-six and I'm never the woman men notice first in any
room."
Checking out a green windbreaker, Cade said, "That's just your own,
personal, heavily biased opinion, ma'am. How many times have you caught me
eyeballing your legs?"
That made the only other person in the room -- Tony -- blurt a laugh and
say, "He's got you there, Beth."
"Oh, bull, Tony. He eyeballs every woman's legs."
"So? We all do. Can't help it." He let his eyes roam her figure for a
moment, then added, "But only if they're worth it, Beth, and yours are
definitely worth it."
"Hey!" Cade snapped in mock anger, "Watch it, dude. You guys work in the
same office. You can put the make on her anytime, but tonight she's my date."
Putting on the jacket and adjusting the fit, he said, "See, Beth? An unbiased
second opinion, offered without the slightest hint of duress."
Beth snorted and said, "Unbiased. Sure. He's a man. Like he said, 'Can't
help it'.
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