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boxers, the heel of his hand rubbing at his eye. He dropped his arm and sighed.
“You come here just to stare or what?”
    Fury snapped back into place and she hurled the gnome at
him. He juggled with it before it settled in his hands. He grinned. “I see you
got my package.”
    “Are you some type of pervert? Oh forget that. Of course you
are. How dare you send this to me.”
    He blinked in mock surprise. “What? I thought you liked
gnomes.”
    “They’re naked . Don’t act innocent. I know what
you’re trying to do.”
    “And what would that be?”
    “You’re trying to intimidate me.”
    Max chuckled. “To what purpose? If I know anything about you
already, you don’t get intimidated easily. You threw one of these damn things
through my window.”
    “Is this what this is about? Because I broke a window? Just
give me the bill and take these back. “
    “Nah. I don’t think I will. This is more fun.”
    “I’ll throw them all out.”
    “Then don’t be surprised when you find them on your front
lawn for all to see.”
    Shock sucked the oxygen from her lungs. “You wouldn’t dare.”
    “I would.”
    She glared at him, imagining how hard she’d have to throw a
gnome to knock him on his backside. “You think this is some type of joke?”
    “Well, I think it’s pretty funny.”
    “You’re an ass.”
    He shrugged. “Right. Well, if we’re done here.”
    The door shut in her face. Bridget stared in shock. He
didn’t just…? She banged on the unforgiving wood, rage giving strength to each
knock. After a few moments, Max opened the door. “What?”
    “I want my gnome back.”
    He thrust out the naked thing and she took an involuntary
step back.
    “No. I want P. Diddy Gnomes.”
    “P. Diddy…? You name these things?”
    Bridget tipped her chin up, refusing to feel embarrassed. “I
want him back.”
    He clicked his tongue. “I don’t think I will. He’s making a
pretty good doorstop.”
    “He doesn’t belong to you!”
    Max shook his head, a laugh rumbling from his chest. “Well,
babe, you should’ve thought of that before you tried to clock me with it.”
    He slammed the door on her and this time it was accompanied
by the turning of a lock. “This isn’t over . ”
    Behind the door she heard his laughter and she promised
revenge.
    Max tossed the naked gnome in his hand, laughing at the
reaction he received. Just as he’d predicted. Bridget was so uptight she needed
a good laugh. Sure he’d been mad about the window for all of a day, but in
hindsight he couldn’t help but chuckle. Nothing like getting cock-blocked by a
garden gnome.
    In his room, he put the naked gnome next to P. Diddy Gnomes
and patted their cheeks. They looked good as a pair. P. Diddy should be
thanking him. What guy didn’t like a naked gal with pert tits like this one?
Chuckling, he rubbed his head. He needed more sleep. In fact, he’d been having
a really hot dream before he woke to Bridget pounding on his door. Who’d
thought she’d look sexy when flustered? The way her eyes shone and that flushed
look.
    Sighing, Max flung himself on the bed, arms stretched across
the king-sized mattress, and shut his eyes. A grin pulled on his lips. He knew
she’d make good on her promise and he looked forward to what she’d do to top
his naked gnome escapade.
    * * * * *
    Sweat slithered down his back as he thrust hard into the
girl beneath him. She gasped out a breath—one caught between a sob and a
whimper. He knew that sound and it wasn’t the one women made when they neared
an orgasm. Pushing up on his hands, he looked down at her tear-streaked face
and trembling chin.
    “Shit,” he mumbled.
    “Cut!”
    The moment he pulled out of Venus, she sat up and curled her
knees into her body, long black hair touching her toes. Max grimaced at the
pain shooting through his cock. Nothing like pulling out just before you’re
about to blow your wad.
    Dan, a potbellied man with a moustache who looked more like
a sleaze than