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the door open, out of breath. “I’m so sorry. I overslept.” She stepped back to allow Jenna entrance.
    Jenna raised an eyebrow as she entered. “You? Overslept?” She dropped her keys on the table next to the door and turned toward Katy with her hands on her hips. “How was the date?” She glanced up and down Katy’s frame as she spoke and then gasped, her eyes going wide and her hand covering her mouth. “Oh, shit. Is he here?”
    “No. Of course not.” Katy headed back to her bedroom with Jenna on her heels. “I don’t usually bring strange men home on the first date and sleep with them. When have you known me to do that?”
    “Ha,” Jenna said from behind her. “When have I known you to sleep until nine and then answer the door with a just-fucked look? Are you wearing anything under that robe?” Jenna chuckled.
    When Katy entered her room, she grabbed her running clothes from a drawer and headed to the bathroom to change. She didn’t comment on her nudity.
    As she changed, she listened to Jenna’s continued teasing banter from the bedroom. “Was he as good as you’d hoped?” And then she interrupted herself. “Shit, Katy. You left your vibrator out. God. That good?”
    Katy flushed to her toes. She dashed into the bedroom, grabbed the dildo from the table and headed back to the bathroom without glancing up. Lord, she was a mess.
    Jenna laughed harder. “Holy shit. He must be a winner. I’m so jealous.”
    “Yeah, well, don’t be,” Katy said as she returned. “He didn’t kiss me at the end of the date and he took my number but didn’t give me his.” She grabbed her cell phone from the table as she spoke and checked for missed calls or texts. Nothing.
    Jenna clapped her hands. “When is the wedding?”
    “Ha. I’ll be lucky if he asks me out again. Maybe my breath was bad or something yesterday morning. I mean who does that? A woman plasters herself to a guy against the wall and basically makes out with him before as much as a hello and then later he doesn’t give her a kiss good night? Ugh.” She glanced at the ceiling, threw her arms up, and then proceeded to find her shoes. “Let’s go for that run. I need to work off some nervous energy.”
    “I’ll say. But how exciting. He’ll call. Don’t worry. Who wouldn’t call you? You’re every man’s wet dream.”
    “Whatever.”
    “No. I mean it.” Jenna followed her from the bedroom as she spoke. “You’re cute, sexy, skinny, sophisticated, funny, professional. Shall I go on?”
    “No, please. Spare me. You’re not going to be able to keep me from stressing over this. Until he calls, I’m going to be a wreck.” Katy rolled her eyes as she opened the front door. “I’ll follow you?”
    “Sounds good.”
    As they drove to the park where Katy was supposed to have met Jenna in the first place, Katy obsessed over the fine ass she’d closely examined while walking behind Rafe. God, that man had muscles. Even his butt was rock hard. She would have liked to grasp it with both hands and tested it out, if he hadn’t been so damn chivalrous.
    When she reached the park, she glanced in the rearview mirror. Someone was right on her tail. “Dude, slow down,” she muttered. “This isn’t a race.” As she pulled into the parking lot, the car riding her ass did indeed slow, almost to a stop, but then it sped on by. Katy twisted her neck to look back. Weird.
    Now she was imagining things.
    The run was just what she needed. Jenna bombarded her with questions, claiming to live vicariously through Katy, and Katy groaned over the way Jenna visualized how the date had gone.
    When they parted ways, Jenna pointed at the park. “Next week then? Same time same place? Or will you be sleeping in then too? Perhaps not alone next time.” She giggled.
    “Ha ha. I’ll be here.” It was their standing weekly date. They’d been friends for years, since they’d met in college as roommates. They were both so busy during the week that the