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looked her over again and wondered what on earth
was she was talking about. Standing outside the restaurant babbling like an
idiot wasn’t exactly his idea of a good date, though, so he just motioned her
toward the door and said “Shall we?”
    As she walked past him impulse took over and he put one hand on the
small of her back as the maitre d’ held the door open. The feeling was so
electrifying, his hand on her body, that he grew harder, which he didn’t think
was possible. This was already more promising than he had ever expected.
    Even if this dinner was going to cost him half of an entire paycheck,
he did not care. Oh – that’s right. He was not really relying on his
paycheck anyhow these days, he reminded himself. Finances had changed radically
months ago, a surprise that he and Mike still tried to assimilate. Stop it,
Dylan. Stop thinking about Jill , he told himself. None of that should enter
into the calculation of the emotional side of this. Tonight is about Laura.
    As they were led to their table in a smoky-grey environment, with a
giant twenty-foot golden Buddha lit up in the corner and a small fountain
bubbling at its feet, all he could do was stare at her ass, trying to to figure
out how not to sound like another one of those guys who is desperate enough to
go on an online dating site and find somebody to fuck.
    Neither one of them seemed to know what to say, so he figured, being
the guy, he would take the lead. That’s how it would work in bed…and then his
mind went blank at the flash of a vision of his face buried between Laura’s
soft thighs. He practically threw the folded napkin in his lap to hide what he
thought must be the tallest raging hard-on ever.
    He coughed. “Your profile said you’re from Los Angeles, but you moved
here to the east coast. Who do you work for?” Just then, the waitress
interrupted as if on cue and asked them if they wanted a drink. Laura ordered a
sake.
    “Make it two,” he added. If she was going to go for the harder stuff,
so would he. Boy, this could end up being a much more interesting date than he
ever expected.
    ***
    She felt like she had lost her entire vocabulary all in the past three
minutes. This guy was incredible. He had taken her to the hottest place in
town. Granted, his friend had recommended it, but who cared if that was the
main reason why?
    Dylan seemed to care, to take the time to make a good first impression,
and she loved his sense of humor even if it did nearly lead to her early demise
from a heart attack via misunderstanding. She had never been taken anywhere so
nice. Of course she could never tell him that. Most of the guys who dated her
took her to a restaurant that had 50-inch plasma televisions blasting five
different sporting events all at once, and the most gourmet item on the menu
was fried mozzarella sticks.
    She blanked when the waitress asked her what she wanted to drink, so
she blurted out sake, because it was the one drink she had ever had in an Asian
restaurant years ago, when her mother had taken her to a Hibachi place for her
twenty-first birthday. Well, hey, sake it was. She figured one shot would
loosen her up and then she could show more of herself. With Dylan joining her,
she knew she’d ordered appropriately for this type of restaurant and began to
let herself unclench a little.
    She glanced at the table and saw that she was revealing more of herself
already. Her sweater had dipped down a little too much to show the black lace
of her bra and when she looked up, she found that she did not meet Dylan’s eyes
with her own, but that he, in fact, was staring at the same spot she had just
been looking at.
    Apparently he was not enough of a gentleman to pretend that he wasn’t
staring – until he cut his eyes away abruptly. He threw his napkin in his
lap, looked down at the menu, and said “I have no idea what any of this stuff
is.” Then he turned and craned his head to watch one of the servers take a tray
over to a nearby