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friends. The thought gave him an idea of how he could lift her spirits a bit before everyone scattered again after the storm let up.
    Just as he was about to share his idea with her, the bedside light flickered and died.
     

Chapter 2
    The first memory struck Grant while he was in the shower—the best blowjob of his life. As he stood under the hot water, images of Stephanie’s lithe body and talented lips working their way from his chest to his stomach to his straining erection overwhelmed him. Thinking about it had him hard and ready to go again in two seconds flat.
    “Jesus,” he muttered, closing his eyes to relive it even as he was filled with guilt. That never had been Abby’s favorite thing to do in bed, so he’d gone without more often than not. On the other hand, Stephanie’s enthusiasm had been apparent as she licked and sucked and stroked.
    Moaning, Grant took matters into his own hand, still thinking about the way it had felt to be engulfed in the heat of her mouth with her pierced tongue lashing him. The memory sent him into a heart-pounding climax, and afterward, he stood panting in the shower until the hot water began to ebb. Stepping out of the shower on wobbly legs, Grant realized the power had gone out.
    “Great,” he muttered as he reached for a towel. “This day just gets better and better.”
    Disgusted with himself for getting so worked up over memories of a night that never should’ve happened, Grant pulled on jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt. The truth was, he’d gone too long without. That was the only possible explanation for why he’d responded to Stephanie the way he had. More than a year ago, Abby had told him if he went back to Los Angeles after a visit home for Mac’s wedding that things were over between them.
    To be honest, Grant hadn’t believed her. They’d been together so long that he simply couldn’t imagine life without her at the center of it. He’d tried to tell her then how close he was to a new deal to write a movie for a big producer. Of course she’d heard that same story a hundred times before and had laid down her ultimatum. 
    “You can write anywhere in the whole wide world, Grant,” she’d said to him, her big brown eyes pleading with him to stay with her on the island where she’d established a successful business after moving home from LA. “Why can’t you write in the one place where I want to be?”
    Grant hadn’t seen any choice but to go and see things through with the producer. However, like everything else since he won the Academy Award for best original screenplay, the deal had fallen through, and he was left with no job, and now no Abby, either.
    In the long year away from her, he’d remained faithful to her and under the mistaken assumption that she’d done the same. Until he heard from his mother that not only was Abby dating again, she was
engaged
! To someone else! Grant had played this one all wrong. No doubt about that. But no swashbuckling cowboy doctor from Texas was going to steal his woman without a fight.
    He just wished he had the first clue how to proceed in his campaign to win her back. Clearly, sleeping with Stephanie had been a mistake of epic proportions, he thought, as images of that talented, pierced tongue made their way through the fog in his brain to torture him once again.
    Groaning, he left the bedroom and went in search of something he could wear to stay dry in this weather. Luckily, Joe had left some foul-weather gear in Janey’s closet. Grant put on the jacket and managed to corral Janey’s menagerie of special-needs pets into the backyard for a quick visit. The weather scared the heck out of several of them who refused to pee, which meant he could expect a mess when he got back later. He fed them and settled them into the room where they stayed when his sister was out.
    The whole time, Riley, the German shepherd glared at him, as if he knew what a scumbag Grant had been the night before. Things were pretty bad