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Dylan.” Avery looked Olivia over from head to toe. “Can I give you some sisterly advice?”
    “On dating? You’re younger than me.”
    Avery rolled her eyes. “I’m also wiser. Look, go for it. Have fun for once in your life.”
    Had Avery been talking to Riley about her? Both of them seemed to feel the same way. Even though the last time Olivia had let loose and had fun, when she hadn’t over-thought, she’d paid a huge price.
    “Don’t go there. Just don’t.” Avery touched her hand, bringing her out of her memories. “Enjoy tonight. Enjoy Dylan. I’m sleeping at Ian and Riley’s. I’m going to babysit my niece so the tired parents can spend time alone. In other words, don’t wait up. Or expect me back. I’ll see you after work tomorrow.”
    As if on cue, a knock sounded at the door. “Perfect timing!” Avery picked up her packed duffle on her way to the door. “Do you want to make a grand entrance?”
    Olivia gritted her teeth. “Go away, little sister.”
    Avery grinned and opened the door. “Dylan! What a nice surprise. Oh! Let me take some of those.”
    Before Avery could drop her bag, Olivia rushed forward. “I’ve got them.” She took some of the bags out of Dylan’s arms, allowing her sister to finally head out the door.
    Leaving her alone with Dylan. He’d changed from his work clothes of pressed pants and collared shirt into a pair of worn jeans and a navy polo tee. She caught a glimpse of his fine ass as he walked to her kitchen with his armful of bags.
    He placed them on the counter and turned. “How’s it going, sunshine?”
    Her hand immediately went to the pendant and he grinned. “It’s going.”
    “You look gorgeous.”
    She felt herself blush. “Thank you. You look pretty good yourself.” His arms were muscular from time in the gym, and his skin was tanned a warm golden color. His shirt revealed a sexy hint of hair on his chest and that same tanned flesh. Her mouth watered, and she wondered what he’d taste like if she gave him a slow lick from the end of the V in his shirt up the strong column of his neck.
    She shivered at the thought.
    “You okay?” He’d caught her staring, and a knowing smirk lifted his lips.
    God. She nodded. “What’s for dinner?”
    “Arturo’s. The best Italian around.” He proceeded to pull out a variety of tins with aromas that smelled heavenly, transferring them to dishes she provided.
    They worked well together in the kitchen and settled in to eat. The meal passed quickly, and they drank a good amount of the chardonnay she’d served. They discussed work and some of the changes to his job since Riley, his assistant, had cut back after the birth of her daughter. They talked about football and how frustrated the entire team and management were that they’d fumbled and lost the final game that would have led them to the Super Bowl.
    “I am so full,” she said when she couldn’t eat another bite. She looked at the table with all the remaining food.
    He’d brought them so many options—chicken parm and pasta dishes, some that she knew the names of, others that were chef’s specials. There was no way they could eat everything, so she’d settled for sampling each. “Everything was delicious, Dylan. Thank you.”
    “My pleasure.” He smiled, and the simple act lit her up inside.
    Her stomach rolled like a teenager with her first crush. And her sex pulsed, a distinct reminder that she was a woman sitting across from an extremely attractive man who wanted her—and was willing to pull out all the stops to get his way. She was drawn to him on so many levels.
    He was smart. He did his job well. He loved football. And he’d set his sights on her. She was attracted to him beyond reason, and this extravagant meal had simply shown her another side of his persistent personality. To her surprise, she couldn’t say she minded being the recipient of all this attention. But the idea of a relationship between them still scared her. More like