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after you left,” Dell told her. “I took a few phone calls and squished a few more patients in for tomorrow.” He stopped to smile at someone waving to him from across the bar.
    Jade poked him to get his attention back. Right in the biceps. Her finger bounced off him. “You didn’t have room in your schedule. It’s packed.”
    “Yeah, but Mrs. Kyle’s cat is feeling ‘peakish.’” He shrugged. “Doesn’t tell me much, but Miss Kitty’s like a hundred, so it could be anything. She needs to be seen.”
    Jade didn’t bother to sigh. It wouldn’t help. If there was an animal in need, Dell would work around the clock. “Tell me you did not even attempt to update the computer yourself.”
    “Okay, I won’t tell you.”
    “Man,” Adam muttered beneath his breath. “You never learn.”
    Dell’s eyes were lit and Jade relaxed. “You’re just messing with me.”
    A small smile crossed his face as he studied her. “How can you be sure?”
    “Because if you’d messed anything up, you’d have brought me flowers, or you’d be kissing my ass like last time.”
    “I’ll cop to the flowers, because you are one scary woman when you’re mad at me. But I’ve never kissed your ass.” He cocked his head and pretended to study said ass, even though she was sitting on it. “I’d be happy to do so, though. Anytime.”
    She reached out to shove him, but he had lightning reflexes and grabbed her hand in his much bigger, darker one. His was calloused and work-roughed, and because that gave her an odd flutter, she pulled free. “Save it for someone that those moo-moo eyes actually work on.”
    The band kicked into high gear. Lilah had pulled a reluctant Brady onto the dance floor.
    “Better Fly Boy than me,” Adam muttered, and headed to the bar for a pitcher of beer.
    Dell nudged Jade.
    “In your dreams,” she said.
    “What, is Goddess Jade afraid of something as innocuous as a dance?”
    No, what she was afraid of was getting too close and getting sucked into his Hotness Vortex. She wasn’t afraid he’d ask anything of her she wasn’t willing to give.
    She was afraid of what she was willing to give.
    But you’re leaving , said the little devil on her shoulder. Her inner slut. You’re going back, you’re better now, what would it hurt to have him, just once ?
    Before Jade could thoroughly process this thought and take any action, Cassie appeared at their table. “Dell,” she said, tugging him up. “You owe me a dance.”
    His smile was light. Flirty. But he shook his head. “Actually, I was just going to dance with Jade.”
    “Go ahead,” Jade said. This was the little angel on her other shoulder. She wasn’t an inner slut.
    Beaming, Cassie pulled Dell out of his chair. Jade shook her head at herself and headed to the bar.
    Adam was there. He eyed Dell on the dance floor and he gave her a long look.
    “What?” she asked, maybe a little snappish.
    He just shook his head.
     
     
    When Dell finally escaped the dance floor, he turned back to their table. Jade was back from the bar, and there was a guy trying to pick her up.
    Poor sucker, he thought with a good amount of sympathy, watching as Jade shook her head. As Dell moved closer, he heard the guy say, “Aw, come on, Red. I’ve seen you swing your sweet thang in class, let’s take it to the dance floor.”
    “I’m with someone,” Jade said.
    The guy admitted defeat and moved off. Dell dropped into the coveted spot right next to her, sprawling out. “Hey, Red?”
    She sipped her drink.
    “Class?”
    She shrugged.
    “Oh come on. Tell me about swinging your sweet thang.” He accepted her eat-shit-and-die look and laughed.
    She rolled her eyes. “So I take a line-dancing class once a week in the city.”
    “Which clearly you’re not doing so that you’ll get picked up by guys in bars.”
    “It’s for exercise.” She blew out a breath. “And because I sort of promised myself I’d do things for me. For fun. It’s the year of the fun