About That Night

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Author: Julie James
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that?”
    “I thought I’d fly by the seat of my pants for a change,” she said, a little out of breath.
    He raised an eyebrow. “And?”
    Exhilarating
. Rylann smiled to herself, having a sneaking suspicion that Kyle Rhodes had already heard enough compliments about his kissing to last a lifetime. So she shrugged noncommittally. “Not bad.”
    Kyle scoffed. “Not bad? Counselor, there are two things I’ve got mad skills at. And computer science is the other one.”
    All righty, then
. Rylann rolled her eyes. “Seriously, where do you come up with these lines?” She turned away and began walking the remaining two blocks to her apartment, figuring there wasn’t enough room for her, Kyle Rhodes, and his ego on the sidewalk.
    She’d gone a few feet when she heard him calling after her.
    “It doesn’t count as a walk home if you’re half a block ahead of me,” he said, teasingly echoing her earlier words.
    “I’m releasing you of all your obligations,” she shouted without looking back. She could hear his laughter, warm and rich, following behind her.
    When she reached her building, she cut through the courtyard and walked straight to the weather-faded wooden stairwell that would take her to the second-floor apartment she shared with Rae.
    “Rylann.”
    She turned around and saw Kyle standing at the bottom of the stairs.
    “I was wondering if you’re sticking around this cornfield for the summer?” he said.
    “Not that it matters, but yes.” She sniffed. “I’ve got an internship with the U.S. Attorney’s Office.”
    Kyle climbed up the steps to meet her midway on the staircase. “In that case, have dinner with me tomorrow.”
    “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
    He tugged the collar of the shirt she was wearing. “You’re just going to take my shirt and run?”
    She’d completely forgotten about that. She began to slide the shirt off. “Sorry. I—”
    Kyle put his hand over hers. “Keep it. I like the way it looks on you.”
    Darn sparks shot right down to her toes. She gave him her best no-nonsense stare. “This was supposed to be just a walk.”
    “It’s only one date, counselor. We’ll get chicken wings and beer and bitch about how bored we’re going to be living here this summer.”
    Actually, that didn’t sound half-bad. “And what if I’d said that I wasn’t sticking around for the summer?” Rylann asked. “What if you’d been right, and tomorrow I was leaving for Chicago to move into my quaint and overpriced two-bedroom apartment in Wrigleyville?”
    He grinned, a smile that could melt the polar ice cap. “Then I guess I’d be driving two hours to pick you up for those chicken wings. See you tomorrow, counselor. Eight o’clock.” With that, he turned and strode back down the staircase.
    A few minutes later, safely ensconced inside her apartment, Rylann leaned her head against the front door, musing over the evening’s turn of events. She closed her eyes, a smile curling at the edges of her lips despite all her attempts to fight it off.
    Wow.
    AS FATE WOULD have it, however, the good feeling didn’t last.
    Rylann waited until ten o’clock, two hours after the time Kyle had said he’d be at her apartment. Then she finally gave up and slid out of her jeans and heels.
    He’d stood her up.
    This was okay, she assured herself. Her internship, which she’d been looking forward to for months, started in a week, and she didn’t need to be distracted by first dates with a sometimes-charming sexy billionaire computer geek and the whole will-he-call rigmarole.
    Poor Rae would be crushed, she thought. Before leaving for the summer, she’d left Rylann her black Manolos specifically for the occasion.
    “I can’t have you running around in flip-flops for your date with a billionaire,” Rae had lectured, playing it cool and trying not to appear too sentimental as she’d handed over the shoe box to Rylann before getting into her car.
    Rylann had hugged her friend. “You
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