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Concentration was hard to come by as she struggled to be productive.
Instead, she looked at the clock in her office at least a hundred times. The
hours crawled by, tormenting her and giving her plenty of time to chicken out.
    He didn’t even have her cell phone number. All she had to do
was refuse to open the door.
    Chicken.
    But more importantly, she was wasting a golden opportunity.
    For what? Hot sex?
    You betcha…
    Doing the right thing to stay on the moral high ground had
never felt so wrong. Her upbringing seemed to melt in the heat still radiating
from their kiss. She didn’t want to be logical and make a smart choice. In
fact, any sort of behaving properly made her mad. She wanted to be wild and
naughty and honestly, Granger was exactly the sort of man to partner her.
Unless she was just too chicken.
    Well, that settled it.
    She turned off her computer and stood up. She wasn’t a
little girl anymore. A man had asked her to dinner and she was going to accept
his invitation.
    She moved down the hallway toward her apartment, trying to decide
just when her hormones had taken control of her life. Wasn’t it just yesterday
that she was a solid-thinking woman in control of her life? Her mirror showed
her a much different vision. Her face was flushed and her eyes sparkled. The
points of her hard nipples pushed her top out, making her stare in astonishment
at her own reflection. She’d never looked so wanton in her entire life. Maybe
she’d toyed with the idea a few times, but today she felt need flowing through
her like a living force. Desire tingled along her nerve endings as her skin
registered every little sensation, as if a switch had been flipped inside her.
    She scoffed at herself. Well, at least she’d chosen a prime
specimen to go into heat over. Granger Webb was drool-worthy, even if her common
sense was ringing a warning bell loud enough to deafen her.
    She didn’t have to go out with him.
    Roslyn looked at her reflection and reached for an eyeliner
pencil. No, she didn’t, but she was acting like some shrieking maiden. An
amazing hunk of a man had asked her to dinner, why on earth was that so scary?
She knew a few woman who would consider being along on Valentine’s Day
terrifying. Dinner with the office geek was better than sitting in front of the
television drowning your self-pity with double fudge ice cream.
    Well, she wasn’t frightened of Granger, just of her current
need to do something completely irresponsible with his incredible body. Her
nipples actually beaded with just the idea of letting herself go with the man.
They peeked over the edge of her bra as she applied her makeup.
    Sex wasn’t a completely foreign subject, but it was a rather
unpracticed sport for her lately. She’d just become tired of the need to go out
and funnel energy into a relationship.
    Her bears weren’t just a job she left at the end of the day.
They were her creations. Each one was born out of her imagination. Creativity
struck at all hours and hung on.
    Dropping her eyeliner, she stood back to consider her
reflection in the full-length closet-door mirror. There was nothing wrong with
her body! In fact, she didn’t want to look like a runway model. She was curvy
and maybe even buxom, but Granger Webb had seemed to enjoy her bottom.
    Maybe the big problem was her own lack of confidence. If she
failed to believe in herself, she couldn’t expect anyone else to either. She
decided one thing right then. She was going to dinner with Granger. Period. Her
feminine pride demanded it. There had to be a law in the cosmos that said no
woman gave up on herself. She’d just been a little distracted lately, that was
all.
    The plain cotton panties she’d put on made her frown. If she
was stepping out with a man like Granger, it was time to open up the top drawer
of her dresser.
    A naughty smile curved her lips as she marched into her
bedroom and did exactly that. Neatly folded next to her plain cotton underwear
was a selection of