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dinner and a movie, or whatever. Call me.”
    Hot and sweaty, yes! He wanted to immediately call her back and ask where and how she wanted him, tell her he’d be there in a heartbeat, a slave to her command.
    But he didn’t return her call and promised himself he’d go straight home after work. He’d even hang out with Carl and his crew. Anything to keep his mind off Brianne. Blowing her off might hurt her feelings, but in the long run it would be better that way.
    So he told himself over and over as he stapled padding and wrestled carpet rolls.
    But when work was over and Carl asked if he wanted to stop for a beer, Eric said no.
    He cruised down streets in the opposite direction from the apartment, like someone else had taken control of his body in a sci fi movie. He decided to go with that idea, to think of this as a force beyond his control. He could no more disobey Brianne’s command than a dog could ignore his master’s whistle.
    He pulled up in front of her dad’s mansion in his rusted pickup truck, turned off the engine and listened to it rattle to a stop, while gazing the length of the white columns. He resisted the impulse to sniff himself to find out if he was as rank with sweat as he feared. Brianne had said, “Come over for a swim.” She’d have to accept him pool-clean rather than freshly showered.
    Climbing out of the truck, Eric felt like he should go around back to a servant’s entrance or something. Then the door opened and Brianne flew across the porch and launched herself at him, driving him back against the truck with the force of her leap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and dragged his head down for a kiss. The sweet, fruity flavor of her lips and the scent of coconut rising from her skin made him feel even more like a grubby slob, but she didn’t seem to care. She kissed him hard and deep. Her bright cherry-red bikini covered only the necessary parts, leaving plenty of naked flesh to grab at. His dick rose to full attention as she pressed her body against his, pinning him to the side of the truck.
    Then she took his hand in hers and pulled him toward the house. “Come on. I’ve got a surprise for you.”
    She led him through the front hall, the dining room and kitchen to a pair of sliding doors opening onto the patio. An umbrella-shaded table, a grill, hot tub and pool occupied a landscaped Garden of Eden. Eric had been to her house before a few times, but always with Josh, and usually just waiting inside for Brianne to be ready to go. The three of them had spent most of their time at Josh’s house—just as huge but not quite as beautifully landscaped.
    Now Eric was bowled over by her park-like backyard. Soft music played from hidden speakers, setting a seductive mood. Two places were set at the table, with crystal goblets and cloth napkins—a world away from the plastic Sip ‘n’ Go cups and paper plates he and Carl used.
    “A picnic.” Brianne folded her arms and gazing at her flower-decked table with satisfaction. “And I made it myself. From scratch. Without asking Maria for any help.”
    She raked her gaze up and down Eric’s body. “You should take a swim first and cool off. Did you bring trunks or anything to change into afterward?”
    He looked down at his rip-kneed jeans and sweat-stained T-shirt. “No. Actually, I didn’t plan on coming. I was on my way home, but...”
    “You came here instead. I knew you would.” She smiled smugly. “No problem. You can wear some of my dad’s clothes, if that’s not too weird.”
    This whole thing is weird, he wanted to protest. Remember Josh, your boyfriend, my best friend? We can’t keep doing this.
    “Besides, you don’t need swim trunks. We can skinny dip.” She peeled off her bikini in two swift moves and stood before him, naked, golden, glowing and shaped so perfectly it would make a plastic surgeon weep.
    Eric stared and swallowed any objections. He took off his shirt and unfastened his jeans.
    Brianne dove in,