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CHAOS AMONG THE HUNTER-GATHERERS

David, the young tournament coordinator with the untamable mop of blonde hair, didn’t realize that he had only moments to live.


“For you to play in tomorrow’s event, Shannon, we need to figure out a way for you to sign this paperwork.”

She didn’t really have a problem with the paperwork but wanted to do the responsible thing and have someone review it.

“Aw, please?” Shannon asked. “Isn’t there something you can do?”

Then Shannon Elizabeth tilted her head. And smiled.

At that instant, a bomb detonated in the corner of the Amazon Room. In that smile was a flash of light that almost knocked me off my feet. I could see that David was reeling.

I am not immune to the flirtatious charms of pretty girls but this was an entirely different order of magnitude. This wasn’t ordinary pretty-girl stuff. This was an advanced-movie-star-pretty-girl move, with a warning label that read “You must be at least Cameron Diaz to try this.” And I swear I’m not exaggerating when I say Shannon Elizabeth delivered more feminine charm than I’ve ever seen compressed into one moment.

I’m not talking about anything sexual or even physically arousing. I’m talking about stirring up 10,000 years of genetic memories. I’m talking about wanting to kill David if he didn’t give Shannon Elizabeth exactly what she wanted.

Fortunately, I didn’t need to resort to that.

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