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hold back an odd feeling of
irritation.
    Cynthia turned abruptly to him, a rather
guilty look on her face. The man with her just grinned, and kept
his arm loosely over Cynthia’s shoulders.
    He felt like punching the guy. A fact that
was more than a little disturbing, seeing as not only was it
totally out of character, but it begged the question of why?
    “Kurt! You’re back fast.” Cynthia sounded
overly cheerful to his ears.
    She also leaned a little into the guy at her
side. It made him even more irritated. The guy looked as if he knew
it too.
    “Kurt, meet Sam. Sam, Kurt.” Cynthia rattled
off the introductions.
    Kurt automatically held out his hand.
    “I understand you’re doing the calendar this
year,” Sam said, a big smile on his face as he took Kurt’s hand in
a firm grip.
    Kurt raised his eyebrows at Cynthia. Surely
she wasn’t telling everyone about their deal? How much
embarrassment did one guy have to take?
    “Sam was Mr. October for the Bocher
Foundation a couple of years ago,” Cynthia told him.
    “Ah,” Kurt said, suddenly glad that a shirt
covered his own stomach, but he couldn’t stop himself from sucking
it in anyway.
    “Our firemen hunks of San Diego County year.”
Cynthia developed a keen interest in one of her fingernails.
    Sam was a fireman. That had to be why the man
was in such amazing shape. Being fit was part of his job, right?
Kurt decided to cut himself some slack. “So was the whole auction
process as scary as it sounds?”
    Sam laughed. “A little. Sort of feel like a
piece of meat up there. But it’s all for a great cause. A couple of
other guys from our station were in it too, so we had fun with
it.”
    “That would make it easier,” Kurt
acknowledged, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his
shirtsleeve. “I’m getting major ribbing from my staff.”
    “Goes with the territory.” Sam nodded. “If it
makes you feel any better, I did extra workouts for a couple of
months before my shoot.”
    “Seeing as I only have three weeks, because I
was just coerced into doing this yesterday, no, it doesn’t make me
feel much better.” Kurt gave Sam a smile to soften the sarcasm.
    “Rough.” Sam sympathized. “Just don’t work my
favorite girl here too hard.” Sam hugged Cynthia again before he
dropped his arm.
    Cynthia’s smile lit up her face. Not for the
first time, Kurt wondered why she only looked like that for other
people.
    Sam gave Kurt another friendly handshake
before taking off in the direction from which Kurt had just
come.
    Kurt looked at Cynthia. She appeared a little
flushed. Whether that was from exertion or guilt, he wasn’t sure.
“You date him or something?”
    “Sam?” Cynthia asked. Her look of wonder gave
way to giggles. “No! Why?”
    Kurt shrugged. “Seemed pretty cozy when I ran
up.”
    “He’s a good friend.” She turned around to
fall in step with him.
    “You that familiar with all your male
friends?” He started a slow jog.
    “Jealous?”
    “Just a question.” Kurt subtly increased the
pace. “As long as you’re at my house for the morning run and
evening gym workout everyday for the next three weeks, doesn’t
really matter who you shack up with.”
    “Who. I. Shack. Up. With?” Cynthia puffed out
the words, her volume increasing with each one.
    “And don’t bring them to my house
either.”
    “Of all the rude…” Cynthia gasped air in big
gulps. She abruptly stopped.
    Kurt kept running, kicking himself as he did.
What was it about her that got to him? What did it matter if she
ran her hands over some guy’s washboard abs? There were plenty of
women out there to keep him company.
    He picked up the pace even further, punishing
himself, trying to run away from the little niggle in his gut that
was shame.
     

Chapter 4
     
     
    Cynthia glanced at her watch. Only one hour
remained before she was supposed to be back at Kurt’s house. Not
that she wanted to go anywhere within a hundred miles of the place.
But a