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309 pages, Paperback
First published February 3, 2015

It wasn’t a kiss. It was an almost kiss, and it was damned frustrating. Her lips were right on his, but he couldn’t move in. He wanted to jerk her fully against him and take what she teasingly offered. Their gazes were locked, their bodies entwined, and it was a good thing cold water rushed over him, because he’d never been hotter.
“By the way, Grant Cassidy will be picking us up at ten tomorrow morning,” Anya said.
“What?”
/-/
“Grant Cassidy’s coming here tomorrow? Cool.” Leo took a sip of his soda.
“I can’t believe you did that,” Katrina said. “I’m going to have to call him and cancel.”
Leo frowned. “Why? Is he a dick?”
“No, he’s not. And don’t say dick.”
“So if he’s not a dick—”
“Anya. Come on,” Katrina said
“Okay. So if you don’t dislike him, then you like him,” Anya said.
“I didn’t say that, either.”
“He had your phone number. And he seemed like a pretty cool guy.”
“Based on what? A five-minute phone conversation?”
“More like three minutes, actually. But he’s taking us out tomorrow. And we’re going. You don’t want to be rude and call him back now and cancel. Then you’d be the dick.”
“Oh. My God. I don’t know what to do with the two of you.”
“There’s nothing wrong with us,” Anya said. “You, on the other hand, are way too tense. You probably need to get laid. Maybe Grant Cassidy can help you with that.”
Leo snickered, then raised his hand up high. Anya high-fived him.
