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“What time I’m picking you up tomorrow.”
    She shouldn’t have asked. Now Ashley was doing an imitation of a hooked trout.
    “We can discuss that later,” she said in a high, strangled voice.
    He moved around her, letting go of her hand. His eyes followed hers as he headed to the door. There was a wicked grin on his face. She didn’t trust that grin.
    “Okay,” he said with a nod.
    Then he strolled out the door, in a powerful masculine strut, tossing back, “Bye, Ashley. Later, Kindra.”
    Kindra was so over her head with him.
    “What was that all about?” Ashley demanded, in a fierce whisper.
    “Mack asked me out.” Sort of. As a precursor to twelve hours of horizontal research.
    “No kidding?” Ashley fanned herself. “Whoa. You go, girl! Now you’ve got to tell me every single thing he said, you know.”
    Not a chance. “Hey, listen, Ash, can I meet you in your office in five minutes? I’ve got some stuff to finish up real quick.”
    Like deleting the email from Russ so she wouldn’t get caught again.
    Ashley gave her a curious look, but shrugged. “Okay.”
    “Thanks.”
    The second Ashley left, Kindra sat back down in her chair and reopened her email. For the last two months she had been exchanging sexy emails with Russ and on Friday and Saturday nights they went into a private chat room and talked “live.”
    It had been harmless. Until now.
    She quickly deleted the email, intending to dash off a quick note back to Russ saying she was busy at work, but would meet him at their usual time and place after bowling tonight. Her finger was on the mouse, ready to create an email, when she noticed a new message in her inbox.
    From Mack Stone.
    Her body ignited like a blowtorch in response to just seeing his name.
    Shoot, she was really in trouble.
    Glancing back over her shoulder to make sure no one had crept up on her, she clicked on the message with trepidation.
     
    I’ll pick you up at seven. Dinner at Mojo’s. What’s your address?
    -M
    Kindra, I ache from wanting you.
     
    No greeting, no preamble, no electronic smiley faces. Just… wham. Right between the thighs.
    Kindra inserted an address in the send field. Subject: Date.
    Then she typed,
     
    Russ, I’m so sorry, but I’m going to have to cancel our date tonight. I have a headache.
     
    Mack hadn’t even touched her yet and he had already ruined her for other men.

Chapter Two
    “I cannot believe you decided to come bowling when you could be on a date right now with Mack Stone.” Ashley shook her head at her as she pulled her hot pink bowling ball out of the ball return.
    Kindra rubbed her eyes. Her friends had been grilling her for the last forty minutes about her date with Mack. And that was after a similar interrogation from Ashley earlier at lunch.
    Trish, who was wearing jeans and a deep red shirt that matched her bowling shoes, set down her beer with a snort. “Seriously, Kindra, why play with bowling balls when you can be playing with Mack Stone’s balls?”
    “Trish!” Kindra felt herself flushing.
    Ashley and Trish laughed. Even Violet, who was even quieter than Kindra, looked shocked, but amused.
    If they only knew how much she wanted to play with Mack Stone and all his body parts, they would be beyond shocked. They would stop breathing.
    “I didn’t want to let the team down. I’m going out with Mack tomorrow night.”
    “We wouldn’t have minded,” Violet said, patting her leg as she sat down on the bench next to her.
    Kindra knew her friends wouldn’t have minded. And she was actually the worst bowler of the four of them, so they would hardly miss her. But she’d been glad for the excuse. She needed twenty-four hours before she could face Mack.
    If she faced Mack. Part of her was still wondering if she should cancel the whole thing and go back to Russ.
    She knew what she was getting with Russ. Safe, clean, uncomplicated. He didn’t even know her last name or where she lived. For all she knew, Russ lived in