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Audrey adjusted her startlingly skimpy uniform and prepared for her first night waitressing at the Angel Club. What was a mild-mannered anthropology teacher doing in this ridiculous getup? Good question. Her publisher wanted more "hands-on" fieldwork, and even though the club patrons might take that more literally than she'd like, Audrey was determined to do further research on all-male establishments.
Brandon Fox didn't look like a typical girlie-joint customer--he was the handsomest man she'd ever seen--but he was there, wasn't he? And ogling was the word that certainly sprang to mind, since he couldn't seem to take his eyes off her. But first impressions are often false....