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erection that
still throbbed within.
    “I can’t.” Her tone was truly sorrowful. “How would I make
rent?”
    “I’ll pay it.”
    She turned horrified eyes to him. “You can’t pay my rent.” Was
he really offering? What was it about?
    “I just want some time with you.”
    “You had time with me.”
    “More time. Alone time.”
    “Sex time.”
    He nodded. “Yeah, sex time.”
    “This weekend, okay? It’s late tonight.”
    “I have to wait?”
    “I really should get inside. I work tomorrow.”
    Beau pouted, his lower lip thrusting out sexily and she
laughed at his antics. But she couldn’t blame him. What else would he expect
but another night of pleasure after she’d enjoyed him the same day she met him?
    “I’m so sorry.”
    “This weekend then?” he asked, kissing her small fingers.
    “How about Saturday?”
    “You’ll stay the night? And all day Sunday?”
    Oh, she wanted to all right. She needed to, like he was a
part of her that was neglected for a very long time. She wanted to wake next to
him and laugh with him and be with him, all day, every day.
    “Okay,” she agreed and then took a step forward to press her
lips against his.
    “If something comes up,” he murmured against her lips, “you’ll
owe me big time.”
    Sara felt her own grin. “What could possibly come up?”
    He thrust his hips slightly at her.
    “Oh.”
    He laughed.
    “What will I owe you?” she asked.
    “Phone sex.”
    She laughed, the sound light and carefree. “I promise.”
    One last kiss and he pushed her away with a small swat to
her behind. “Go now, or I’ll carry you off caveman-style.”
    She blew him a kiss and stepped into the elevator.
    Her phone was ringing as she unlocked the door to her
apartment. She grabbed it on what seemed the fifteenth shrill and answered
breathlessly.
    “Hello?”
    “Sara?”
    “Aric. How are you?” Instant pleasure hit her at the sound
of his silky voice. Absently, she touched the cards she’d left out on the
table.
    “Worried about you. I was wondering if you were okay after
your episode at my house?”
    “Oh, I’m fine. No big deal, really. I have them all the
time.”
    “I also realized that I didn’t make a date with you before
letting you leave me last night. Foolish on my part, I know.”
    “Not foolish at all. You knew I would.”
    “Ahh, sweet Sara. I didn’t know that at all. You left me
hanging and I was nervously wondering if you’d refuse.”
    “Me? Refuse you? Never.”
    “Then how about tomorrow evening? Dinner?”
    Sara fought the groan. Playing the field was certainly
stressful and she was going to pack on ten pounds during the course of it. Still,
it was Friday and she could stay out late, sleeping in the next morning.
    “I’d love dinner,” she ended up saying and knew she’d look
forward to it.
    “I’ll pick you up after work. Sweet dreams, Sara.”
    “’Night, Aric,” she whispered.
    * * * * *
    She was on the phone with Beau, again. He’d called her twice
at work and now when she sat at home. He was still trying to convince her to
come for a visit, but she had already promised to not only spend the night
Saturday and all day Sunday, but also Sunday night, coming to work the
following Monday from his place.
    “Or,” she said lightly, “we could drop the deal and I’ll
just come over now. A quickie, in place of two nights and a whole day. What’ll
it be, big guy?”
    She prayed he wouldn’t choose the quickie. Aric was due any
minute now for their date.
    Beau sighed. “I guess this weekend will have to do. I’ll get
more sex that way.”
    “Smart man. You’ll get lots more.”
    “Will you miss me ‘til then?”
    “Of course,” she said, surprised. “You know I will.”
    His voice was soft. “I’ll see you on Saturday, then.”
    “Okay. Bye, Beau.”
    “Bye, baby.”
    She had just disconnected when the buzzer signaled a visitor
entering the building downstairs. Aric.
    She gathered her coat and purse and waited for