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    On their last night in steamy Havana, good girl Sansa Stark is dragged to a nightclub by her free-spirited best friend. But when Margaery is whisked away for a dance with one of the locals, Sansa ends up putting her own demure behavior to the test in the arms of a handsome, amorous stranger. Can she follow his lead and leave her sense behind when he takes her to the dance floor—or will her romanticism compel her to leave half of her heart in Havana before the night is through?

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    "Stop worrying." Margaery thwacks her bare thigh, and Sansa blushes when those grey eyes appear in the rearview mirror once more. "So, you remember Pedro, that swarthy dreamboat waiter by the poolside?"

    Sansa nods as she rubs away Margaery's handprint. She'd be hard-pressed to forget him, when she's heard about nothing other than his chiseled body and sensual lips for the better part of the day.

    "Well, I may have low-key hinted that two gorgeous, unattached girls might be looking for a good time while he was feeling me up by the service elevator."

    "Shhh." Wide-eyed, Sansa shushes her uninhibited companion and the casual way she mentions getting felt up, as if they were simply discussing the weather. Shifting her eyes, she thumbs in their driver's direction, thankful when she doesn't see those grey eyes staring back at her.

    "Oh, please! He probably can't even understand us." Margaery flicks her wrist dismissively, then captures Sansa's face between her cupped palms. "Sansa, love, stop being such a prude. Harry is a flaming jackass, and if I have anything to say about it, you'll be getting felt up before the night is through—even if I have to do it myself."

    This time Sansa is certain she hears the driver chuckle.

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