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wishing she’d look at him again.
    Wishing he had her naked and in his bed.
    “I guess not.” Then he thought to ask, “What about you?”
    She turned partially away, giving him her profile. Even beneath the thick coat, he could see the swells of her breasts, the plumpness of her bottom.
    A bottom she wanted him to swat.
    Cameron swallowed hard, willing himself to stay in control. “Asia?”
    “I’m not sure what I’m doing yet. Mother is … well, she remarried and she gets together with her husband’s family. I have one sister, but I think she’s making it an intimate occasion. Just her husband and two children.”
    “So you’re an aunt?” He liked learning more about her, but she’d picked a hell of a place to open up.
    “Yes. I have two adorable nephews, four and six.”
    He took a step closer. “If you find out you’re not doing anything, maybe we could get together?”
    “I …” Her smile faded. “I don’t know.”
    He could feel her shutting down, closing herself off from him. He hated it. “I’m free,” he said, watching for her reaction, “whatever you decide.”
    She nodded, but didn’t say a thing.
    Having all but killed that conversational gambit,
    Cameron looked around for inspiration. “This your first time in here?”
    “Yes.” Her face colored once again.
    Drawn to her, Cameron rubbed the back of his neck and tried to keep his wits. “You looking for anything in particular?”
    She gave him such an appalled look, he wanted to kick his own ass. Any idiot would know you didn’t ask a lady something like that.
    But she surprised him. She cleared her throat, lifted her chin, and pointed down at the video in his hand. “I see you made a selection.”
    It was stupid, but he felt heat crawling up the back of his neck and prayed she wouldn’t notice.
    Determined on his course, he held the tape in front of him so she’d get a good look at it and see exactly what it was. That’s right. I suppose I should be paying.” He took a small step away.
    Asia looked after him.
    He edged into another step, willing her to say something, anything. He waited.
    Nothing.
    “It was, ah, nice speaking with you.”
    Eyes wide and watchful, she nodded. “You, too.”
    Damn, damn, damn.
Had the tape not been risqué enough? “All right, then.” He forced a smile, but it felt more like a grimace. Take care.”
    He started to turn away, teeth clenched in disappointment, body on fire.
    “Cameron?”
    He whipped around. “Yes?”
    She didn’t look at him, but that was okay, because she asked, “Would you like to … maybe do something Friday after work? If you’re not busy, that is.”
    His knees went weak with relief. He didn’t know if he’d last till Friday, but he said, “Yeah. Sure. That’d be great.”
    A tremulous smile brightened her expression. “I could cook you dinner.”
    “No.” He shook his head and walked back to her. “I’ll take you out to dinner. Someplace nice. All right?” He didn’t want their first date to be only about sex.
    She teased, “What? You don’t trust my cooking?”
    “I imagine you’re a terrific cook.” It was difficult not to touch her, not to grin like a lecherous moron. But, damn, he was hard and there wasn’t a thing he could do about it. He wanted her too much. “This week is my treat, though, okay?”
    She studied him closely, then nodded. “All right.”
    “Do you want to go straight from work?”
Do you want to go now, to my place,
he thought,
where I can get you naked and sate myself on your …
    “I’d like to go home and change first. If that’s okay.”
    This smile came easier. At least he had a confirmed date, even if he had a two-day wait. “I’ll pick you up at six? Will that give you enough time?”
    “Perfect.” She wrote her address down for him, then accompanied him to the checkout. Time and again, her gaze went to his movie. Was she excited? He wished like hell she didn’t have the thick coat on. He wanted to see her