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grinned. “You’re an angel. Anyone tell you that?”
    “Stop sucking up, Daniels. Just know that when this melts in your mouth, I saved you from polluting your taste buds.”
    Picking up one of the tasty morsels, he took a bite and groaned, looking over at her smug face.
    “You can say it now,” she instructed him.
    “Say what?” he questioned around the second bite.
    “That I’m right, and I’m a genius,” Rachel pointed out smugly.
    Grinning, Josh leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “You’re right, and you’re a crazy purple-haired genius.” Sitting back, he watched the smirk creep onto her face. He looked at Mason and Lena and winked as he ended with, “Who loves to look at her brother’s porn.”
    He watched with delight when her eyes widened, and the other two at the table burst out into laughter.
    “Oh, I hate you, Daniels!”
    Finishing off the beignet, he blew her a kiss. “Nah, you don’t. I’m gonna take you dancing.”
     

Chapter Four
     
    Shelly was standing in front of her mirror, inspecting her reflection, when she heard the intercom peal through her condo. Quickly, she dashed over and hit the enter button.
    Lena had called her the other night and asked if she wanted to go out dancing. At first, Shelly had hesitated, thinking it was a set-up, until Lena had told her to bring a date.
    Enter Paul Worthington, a man that would most certainly prove my father’s theory on my dating skills wrong. Enter a successful, stable, reliable man.
    Shelly had called him back when she’d gotten home Monday and was surprised when he told her he wanted to get together and maybe even give things another try. Not having any other interesting offers available, she hadn’t seen the harm in giving it one last shot, even though she had a rule about repeats. Never repeat bad words you hear, never repeat bad dates you had, and never ever repeat a bad sexual experience.
    In all fairness, Paul hadn’t been bad at anything. He just never followed through. He’d told her over and over that he wanted to wait so it would be special. Wait for what? Marriage? It wasn’t like I was saving myself since those days were long gone. So, what was he waiting for?
    Before she talked herself out of the date, she slicked her lips with gloss, tugged down the hem of her black dress, and made her way to the front door. Pulling it open, she found Paul standing with his back facing her.
    He was dressed in a dark brown sports coat and cream-colored slacks. When he turned, his green eyes shined as he smiled at her, looking her over. She reciprocated, looking at the blue button-up shirt that was tucked neatly in at his waist. She finally pulled her gaze up to land on his.
    “Paul, it’s so nice to see you again.” Reaching out her hands, she watched as he took them and squeezed her fingers.
    “You, too, Shelly,” he told her as he moved into the condo. She turned away to grab her bag and coat as he said softly, “You look fantastic.”
    Smiling over her shoulder at him, she took his hand in hers. “So do you. Ready to go dancing?”
    He tensed a little, and Shelly got the impression that he was not looking forward to it at all. Ahh, prayers answered—a boring suit, a nice man, and a personality that I can predict. That’s what I want, right?
    ***
    The music was pumping through the club and bodies were gyrating when Rachel dragged Josh through the doors. The dim lights were a welcome relief from the bright floodlights outside where they’d been waiting in line. His eyes scanned the sea of people, looking for his friend, but he was coming up empty. Man, I could use a beer , he thought as they pushed through the crowd. When they got to the bar, Rachel turned and rested her back against it.
    “Man, I love this place!” she shouted over the music.
    “Really?” he queried, looking at her as she scanned the crowd.
    Josh was starting to get the impression that Rachel’s outlandish hair and outfits were all part of some kind of