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grinned and arched a playful brow. “Do you think he does house calls for that kind of fire?”
    “No, and you should stay away from him.” Vic’s stern voice caught Josie off guard and had her wondering what it was about Adam Collins that riled her friend so much. Adam might be a playboy, but she also knew he was a nice guy, even though he hadn’t spoken to her since she’d returned home from college earlier that year and started teaching at the local elementary school.
    “Oh, why’s that?” Lila asked.
    “Because you’re a nice girl and he’s hell-bent on staying single,” Vic added.
    “Who says I’m looking for anything more?” Lila shot them all a wicked grin and continued, “I mean, come on. Sometimes nice girls just have to have really good, down-and-dirty sex too, you know.”
    Josie laughed and shook her head, unable to deny that. Not that she’d ever experienced really good, down-and-dirty sex before, considering she’d only slept with one guy in her entire twenty-six years. He’d been a gentle lover, considerate enough, she supposed. The fact that he’d never once brought her to orgasm in the three years they dated back in college, however, did have her thinking she might be flawed in some way.
    Lack of orgasms aside, Josie also knew that the fire was missing from their relationship. Plus, he’d never once attempted to tap into or satisfy any of her secret fetishes. Not that she’d ever had the nerve to tell him what they were, or anyone else for that matter. Heck, she doubted she’d even tell J.A.D. about all the scintillating things she’d love to experience. After all, she didn’t want anyone to think she was some sort of sexual deviant. But she couldn’t help it that she found the idea of having sex outdoors with the chance of getting caught, or having her lover spank her, utterly exciting. Just considering it now had blood rushing through her veins and her body hungering for so much more. She clamped her thighs together as her mind drifted in an erotic direction.
    Okay, so she might not be a one-night kind of girl, but if Mr. Right didn’t soon appear and help soothe her aching libido, she just might have to rethink her lifestyle choices, because the truth was, she’d gone without sex far too long and was in desperate need of a man’s intimate touch—whether he could bring her to orgasm or not.
    After Lila turned her attention to the table beside them, Tabby and Vic leaned forward, and from the conspiratorial looks on their pretty faces, Josie braced herself for an inquisition.
    Tabby lowered her voice. “So,” she said, “since there are no signs of any man with the initials J.A.D., do you think you should forget about what Madame M said and start dating the local men from Whispering Cove?”
    Josie grabbed a French fry and dipped it into the ketchup. “The only problem with that idea, Tabby, is that you gals just snagged the last two decent men in town.”
    With that they both smiled, then Vic said, “Okay, so who says you have to date a decent man?”
    Josie jabbed her thumb into her chest. “Uh, I do.”
    “Why?”
    “Why?” Josie asked, dumfounded by the question. Her friends knew her well enough to know that she wasn’t about to settle for anyone less than her perfect mate. “Because I want a nice respectable guy and don’t want to end up married to an indecent man.”
    “Who says you have to end up with him?” Tabby asked.
    A mischievous look came over Vic’s face. “Indecent men do have benefits too, you know.”
    “Oh really, Vic, and how, pray tell, do you know this?”
    Vic pointed a finger and redirected the conversation. “This is about you, remember.”
    “Okay, fine, so what are you getting at?” Josie asked, deciding to humor her friends.
    “Well, while you’re waiting for Mr. Decent to come along, why not have some fun with Mr. Indecent?”
    Josie’s eyes opened wide. “What exactly are you suggesting?”
    “I’m suggesting that you need