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call dancing exercise. “I defy you not to fall in love with them. Women love those books. You can interpret your answers based on the questions asked. Who said you needed to have experience?”
    “No one, I guess. Only, I wish I had more. It will be like a nun offering advice in Playboy . I mean, can you see me offering advice to the lovelorn?”
    “Quit over-thinking it.”
    “You and Jill will have to help me with the sex questions.”
    “I guess we can, as long as it doesn’t cut into my dance time.” Kat executed an exaggerated step and spin, her statuesque body flowing in perfect time with the music.
    Dang it, she needed Kat’s help. She needed her to focus. Kat and Jill were the only two people in the world she trusted enough to ask, no matter how much it embarrassed her to admit.
    “Dancing is the only thing that relaxes me at the end of the day. I’ll be glad when I’m finally done with school.” The navy blue knit dress hugged her figure accentuating a healthy bust, tiny waist and slim hips.
    “Speaking of school, what the heck is going on?” She’d earned an explanation from Kat and she planned to get it.
    Kat shared her strategy to get her degree in finance then go to work for her uncle in the stocks and bonds arena.
    Travis returned with Jill. “I’m ready to go as soon as you are. Early day tomorrow.” Something was eating him. He seemed to have lost his annoying attitude. Was it because of Kat chewed him out or Jill flirting?
    She grabbed her purse. No way was she sticking around to watch Jill slobber all over him.
    * * * *
    Trent sat silent on the way home. Between the woman beside him and the dressing down he’d received courtesy of Kat, he was drained. She’d caught onto his charade when he showed up at the club with Sabrina. Travis hated clubs. Damn he should have remembered how much. He’d been able to explain the switch to Kat once he’d made her swear on her life to keep it to herself. He’d continue to be Travis until Travis returned. In return, he’d had to promise to leave Sabrina alone.
    Even though he’d intended to get to know Sabrina better, he was completely taken aback when her friend Jill admitted Sabrina had a hard-core, massive crush on Trent. Sure, he was happy about that little crumb, but with it confirmed, how would he handle her at work?
    He’d listened to Sabrina defend him to his brother. It made him want to get to know her all the more. Did he really want to take his emotions seriously, regardless of the dangerous game? With Sabrina?
    Damned straight.
    He had to say something.
    “Ah—thanks for a nice evening.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    Guilt plagued him for continuing his lousy sham. Parked outside his place, he gazed in her lovely green eyes. He wanted to taste her deliciously kissable mouth. He leaned closer. Their hands accidently brushed sending a jolt through him head to toe. Why did she make him so nervous? He’d never been like this before.
    Sabrina edged away from him.
    He swallowed a groan when she stepped from of the car.
    She walked him to the sidewalk in front of his place making him feel foolish. He started to reach out to her, but she shook his hand.
    “Thanks for dinner.”
    He stood there staring at his hand.
    She climbed into her car and drove away.
    He shook her hand for Christ’s sake. How lame. He turned from the disappearing taillights and took the steps two at a time. He needed a good swift kick in the ass for not trying to kiss her when he had the chance. The memory of her swollen lips earlier in the day drove him crazy. If only he’d had the ability to think straight the evening might not have ended in a total loss and he’d have something to hang on to.
    During his nightly crunches one part of him argued Sabrina was exactly what he wanted in a woman. Someone who gave as good as she got, and did so with spirit and the ability to laugh at herself. The other half of him questioned the wisdom of the game.
    Unfortunately, it