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to get out and have an orgasm or two. Look at you. You’re all tense and stressed out about finding this guy with the initials J.A.D. While you’re waiting for him to come along, why not have some fun? Like Lila said, sometimes nice girls just have to have really good, down-and-dirty sex, too.”
    Shocked at her friend’s scandalous suggestion, but unable to deny that her body was aching for the erotic touch of a man, she asked, “And exactly who do you think I should have this fun with?”
    “How about with someone who is always up for a good time? Someone who isn’t going to go all serious on you and want more than you can give him?”
    “Okay, I’m listening.”
    Victoria pointed a finger and Josie followed the direction. “How about someone like him?”
    “Adam Collins!” Josie blurted out.
    “Yeah, why not?”
    “Ah, didn’t you just warn Lila to stay away from him?”
    “That’s because they’re all wrong for each other.”
    Josie’s head jerked back. “Oh, and you think we’re right for each other.”
    “I didn’t exactly say that.”
    “Then what exactly are you saying?”
    “That he’s the perfect guy to help you pass the time until Mr. Right comes along.”
    Josie let her glance wander to Adam as he made his way across the fairgrounds. Oh yeah, he was perfect all right. From his thick hair, his sun-kissed skin, his lean, fit body and size-twelve shoe, the man had perfect written all over him. Perfect trouble, that was.
    She swallowed and asked, “What makes you think Adam Collins is the perfect guy for the job?”
    “Because you’re sweet, Josie. The kind of nice girl that respectable guys want to marry and bring home to their mothers.”
    Josie rolled her eyes. “And where might I find these respectable guys?”
    “With Adam you can have a little fun and not risk him falling for you or making things awkward while you wait for Mr. Right.”
    Josie took another long pull from her straw, trying to wrap her brain around the idea of her and Adam Collins—together in bed. But when she realized it wasn’t all that difficult to imagine, she swallowed hard and said, “Vic, I don’t know how you come up with this stuff.”
    Vic’s eyes widened. “So you think it’s a good idea then?”
    “No, I don’t. Besides, Adam has never even given me a second glance. At least not since I’ve returned from college.”
    Tabby arched a perfectly manicured brow and questioned, “Oh, so you’ve noticed him not noticing you then, have you?”
    She took a moment to think about Adam, about how his rich, earthy smell reached her nostrils and brought on a shiver when she’d walked past him earlier. Thought about how athletic and sexy he looked standing there outside the sultan’s tent, hands jammed deep in his pockets and pulling his jeans low to expose tight, oblique muscles—muscles Josie would love to run her hands along, as well as her tongue.
    As heat moved into her stomach, she gulped air and wondered what the hell she was doing. She shouldn’t be fantasizing about Adam. She should be concentrating on finding her Mr. Right, because everything about the hot, sexy man who undoubtedly knew his way around a woman’s body screamed wrong, with a capital W.
    When she realized her friends were waiting for an answer, she blew out a breath and said, “Come on, Tabby. He’s a little impossible not to notice, don’t you think?”
    Tabby sat back in her chair. “So then why don’t you go for it?”
    “Because whenever he sees me coming, he goes the other way. Clearly I’m not his type. I’m a kindergarten teacher looking for everlasting love. He’s a playboy looking for lust, and the kind of girls he goes out with are brazen women, women who are only in it for the sex.”
    “And that’s the only reason you’d be in it too, Josie.”
    As Josie’s body quivered in sensual delight, she bit her lip as thoughts of sex with Adam pinged around inside her brain. Her skin flushed, her sex ached and