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the planet. Perhaps he was. She laughed and spread out her arms. “Am I okay? Yes.” She twirled, her skirt flaring out. “I could sing and dance right now with how okay I am.”
    He couldn’t stop his grin or the male pride that washed through him after pleasuring his woman. His ? That wasn’t right. She was only a woman. No possessive pronoun whatsoever. “That’s not necessary.”
    “I was only dared to kiss you, give you my number, and ask you out.”
    He was still wrapping his mind around the dare bit. It disturbed him that he was bothered by it—that the only reason she’d come out here was because someone had pushed her to do so. He had thought she had also lived in the moment, and that she’d come out here. Hell, he didn’t know what he was thinking right now. But if his mom were still alive, she’d tell him that he needed to get his head out of his ass and make up his mind.
    “This was a dare?”
    “Just a kiss. And the number and—”
    “I got it.”
    “Are you mad?”
    Mad? He snorted. “No.”
    Her brows drew together in confusion as she pushed wet hair off her face. “I was at a bachelorette party—not mine—and everyone noticed I couldn’t keep my eyes off you, so they dared me to go after what I wanted. You.”
    “Let’s just keep this to what it was.”
    “Which was?”
    Did he really have to spell it out to her any clearer? It looked like he did. “A great night of hot sex. A one-night stand.”
    “Well.” Ginny headed for the door, opened it partway, and turned back to him with a small smile on her face. “Thanks for being my first in that. I’ll definitely know what to look for in my next one-night stand.”
    Wait. What? Her next?
    Before he stormed after her, Wes stopped himself from being an idiot. He’d cleared the situation between them, and she’d agreed that a one-night stand was all they had. It was exactly what he’d wanted. Right?
    Anyway, it wasn’t like she was going to disappear, or find some other guy by the time he got back inside. She was at a bachelorette party. She’d be there for the rest of the night.
    Except when he searched the crowd, she was nowhere to be found.

Chapter Two
    T he next morning , Ginny made a resolution. She was never going to drink again.
    Everyone at her table had taken one look at her—soaked to the bone, yet flushed with pleasure—and immediately started asking questions.
    Julie merely grinned and said, “Looks like you won.”
    Somehow, she convinced them to leave, and the limo they’d hired for the evening dropped her off at the hotel. She’d been embarrassed about what she had done—having sex with Wes outside a bar. She’d never done that, but she got so caught up in him. And she had wanted him so badly that she silenced the angel on her shoulder and listened to the devil on the other. It had also been her chance to do something completely out of character.
    The fact that Wes had been interested in her had sent shockwaves through her system. It was one thing to consider the possibility, but for it to actually be fact. Well, a man like Wes wouldn’t be into her. So she had thrown caution to the wind and had really fabulous, world-rocking sex.
    But afterward, when he had defined what it was, the impact of what she had done hit her. At that point, she had just wanted to get the hell out of there. Thank God she never had to run into him again. That “one-night stand” could stay a secret of sorts.
    Then she’d been even more embarrassed that her shirt had become transparent. And that she hadn’t gotten back her panties. Luckily, her sister gave her an oversized cardigan to cover herself up, so she’d been able to enter the hotel looking moderately respectable, even though she resembled a drowned rat. After checking out this morning, they left Atlantic City and headed back home to Cape Hope.
    She avoided any questions and diverted the subject to Deb’s wedding. It worked like a charm as Julie and Deb started talking