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uninterrupted in her own little world. Now everyone was harassing her.
    Except Chance.
    She got her phone out of her back pocket and called the number he gave her before she could talk herself out of it.
    He answered on the second ring. “I was thinking about you right now.”
    His voice was low and husky, a sexy rasp in her ear—an auditory caress no less powerful than the feel of his hands on her skin the day before. “Did I have clothes on?”
    “Do you need to ask?”
    Was it stuffy in here? She fanned herself. “I didn’t call to talk about your fantasies.”
    “Too bad.”
    Ignoring the fact that he actually sounded remorseful, she said, “You’ve received a royal summons.”
    “From?”
    “My parents. Well, really my mom. Today I found out that she thinks I’m really a lesbian. I’m not sure she believes you exist.”
    “What time should I come over?”
    “Like around four?”
    “I’ll be there.”
    He sounded calm and reassuring, like he had her back, and her heart did something weird. She put a hand on her chest, wondering if she could fit in a visit to the doctor before four and still wash her hair.
     
     
    KT strode to the entryway to the living room and peeked down the hall. No sign of Chance yet. She checked the time. 3:56. Still early.
    Damn it.
    Walking across the room, she looked out the window. She’d never introduced anyone new to her parents. Usually it was the other way around, with Lara shoving men at her. When he got here, should she kiss him hello? Was that too much in front of parents?
    “Really, Karma, you’re starting to make me nervous,” her mother said from where she sat curled up on the couch flipping through a magazine. “You have me thinking that this Chance is an ogre or something.”
    Her dad looked up from the game he was playing on his iPhone. “Karma wouldn’t date an ogre, would you, sweetie? She has better taste than that.”
    “How would we know, my love?” Lara looked at her husband fondly. “She’s never brought home anyone before.”
    Her dad resettled his crooked glasses on his nose. “What about that unwashed man who smelled like thrift store?”
    “That was Bijou, my love.”
    “Ah.”
    Oh geez. KT put a hand to her forehead, wondering if it was too late to call off Chance, because after meeting her parents he was sure to change his mind about pretend-dating her. But before she could do anything, the Addams Family doorbell sounded.
    KT headed off Nellie, their housekeeper, at the door. “I got this.”
    “Okay, Miss Karma.” Nellie stayed where she was in the hallway, waiting for the door to open.
    KT sighed. Nellie had been their housekeeper since before she was born and was pretty much part of the family. She knew better than to try to shoo her away.
    Taking a deep breath, she flung open the door.
    Chance stood there, his hair rumpled and slight scruff shadowing his face. He wore slacks, shiny shoes, and a dress shirt open at the collar under a sports coat. He should have looked like a business douchebag, but he just looked really hot. She felt herself flush as she imagined ripping the buttons off the shirt and baring his chest.
    Swallowing her lust, she said, “You clean up.”
    “So do you.” He looked her over appreciatively.
    “I’m only wearing jeans.” Though she had found time to wash her hair. It fell down her back in clean waves, so she had that going for her.
    “I like you in jeans.” He gripped her waist and gave her a light kiss on the lips.
    She blinked, not startled by the casual intimacy but by how right it felt.
    He must have seen her surprise, because he whispered, “We have an audience. I thought I’d sell it.”
    Nellie—right. She tried not to feel disappointed as she pulled him inside. “Where’s the pig?”
    “I thought you’d want to introduce Ante Up to your parents next time. He takes some adjusting to.”
    “Good thinking. My mom might get it in her head that she wants a piglet of her own and then my dad