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make the drive to Barrie. There was something off in her mother’s voice, something that Alice couldn’t put her finger on.
    There wasn’t much she could do about it one way or the other tonight. It was coming up on eleven and Petra would be calling in anytime now. God, she hoped her friend was having an amazing time. If anyone deserved a little happiness, it was Petra. She’d had a rough time because of her last boyfriend, and the chance for her to have a little fun with a good-looking guy...okay yeah, Alice was jealous. But being alone was her own damn fault and she knew it.
    She needed to get out there.
    Once upon a time she’d known why she wasn’t comfortable dating. The reason itself would change over time, giving her the necessary excuse to keep from putting herself out there.
    Date? Oh, not now. She needed to focus on getting established with her career.
    She wanted to enjoy herself and not deal with the pressures of a committed relationship.
    She wasn’t even thirty. There’d be lots of time for serious relationships later.
    Men all wanted the same thing. She’d be better off waiting for the right man to come along.
    The problem was the right man never seemed to show up when Alice was ready for him. Instead she was faced with a crush on a man who didn’t want a relationship. She should thank him for being so honest with her. A lot of men would string her along, flirt shamelessly, maybe even have sex with her. Then when she hoped things were about to move to the next level, boom! Sorry , baby , I really don’t think things are working between us.
    Gael had at least saved her that particular embarrassment.
    Closing her eyes, she did her best to settle her mind. Her mother was right that she was a smart and attractive woman. It wasn’t like she didn’t have options when it came to men and dating. If anything, Alice had the problem of attracting too many men when she went out to the bars. Petra always referred to her as the jerk magnet—if there was a jerk in the bar, Alice would attract him.
    But if Petra was out there having a good time, there was no reason Alice couldn’t do something like that too. If she went to a different bar, there would be the chance to meet some new and different people. Hell, she could have her own one-night stand, maybe with someone tall, dark and handsome who didn’t have Latin blood, brown eyes, soft black hair and a wicked smirk.
    Tomorrow was Saturday, the perfect chance for her to go out on the town. She had a few nice dresses tucked away in the back of her closet that she had been looking for an opportunity to wear. She’d do a little research, find out what the best singles bar in Toronto was, and hit it up. Surely she’d find someone to have a little fun with. One night of passionate fucking with a stranger might be exactly what she needed to get Gael Hernandez out of her mind once and for all.
    Before she could finish formulating her plan, the phone rang once more. This time she was sure to check the caller display before answering it—not that she expected her mother to call again.
    “Petra!” All thoughts except for her friend flew out the window. “Is everything okay?”
    “Sec, I need to shut the door.” Petra’s whispered words were punctuated by a soft click and the patting of feet. “Holy crap, that was just...I...he...I don’t have words.”
    Alice grinned as she tucked her feet under her butt. “Key question. Did you have sex?”
    “Yes.”
    “More than once?”
    “In the shower, even.”
    “And?”
    “He was amazing! Hot. Funny and sexy. Hot. Did I mention he was hot?”
    “I have eyes. I could see that.”
    It took a little prodding to get the basic details from Petra. Her friend was being unusually tight-lipped. Still, Alice could picture the scenario. But instead of seeing Petra and Darcy, Alice imagined herself and Gael.
    Being nervous as she went into his hotel room. Drinking wine while flirting with the man she’d been obsessing over