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The One, was foolhardy...but Yvonne couldn't help but put her hand back over his heart. It raced.
    She said, “Like I said, I was curious.”
    His eyes narrowed. “So what excuse are we coming up with to see each other tomorrow?”
    He'd asked the question in a serious tone. She mulled over her answer with the same weight of importance. “One of my professors at Berkeley met a woman at a coffee shop. For weeks they flirted with each other. Finally he had the balls to ask her out. He dressed up nice and went in for his usual morning coffee.”
    He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her ear, whispering, “Another story.”
    Her knees went weak again. “She wasn't there. He asked and she'd quit. Moved on. She was a college student. Turnover was crazy. The coffee place wasn't the same without her. Then one day he decided to get coffee on campus.”
    He said, his mouth still at her ear, “And there she was.”
    “Yes,” she answered in a breathless tone.
    “Got it.” He framed her face with his hands and kissed her like no man ever had. He kissed her like he was trying to breathe through her.
    His. Ex. Was. An. Idiot.
    He pulled away for a third time and she had to brace her hands on her desk to stay upright. “See you around?” she asked, trying for cool and probably failing.
    “If I'm meant to. Isn't that the point of your story?”
    She smiled. “After kissing you, I just remembered that random story about one of my former professors. If you found meaning in it, that's all the better.”
    He touched his lips with his two fingers. “Right. What's a good place to get coffee?”
    “None, really. I wish there was a place like that here in town.”
    “Okay. Okay.” His brows furrowed as though Greg was calculating all the ways he could find her.
    A deep satisfaction shouldn't have thrummed through her veins. He'd told her their attraction couldn't lead to more. His intent to find her again could have everything to do with adding another notch on his belt to reinforce he wasn't damaged goods—someone a woman would and could walk away from at the altar.
    But Gregory Woods was...she didn't know. Not really, and she wanted to know him. She pushed out a breath and relaxed against her desk. “So...see you around?”
    “Definitely,” he said, his voice dark and unmovable.
     

CHAPTER FOUR
    Like Greg had done a few days before, Drew glared up at the sign above the building. In his cousin's defense, this was the fourth dance studio they'd trolled in the past few days.
    Drew dragged his hands down his face. “Okay. I know I asked you this before but are you sure she said to stalk her?”
    Greg gave his cousin a blank stare. “I'm not stalking her.”
    His cousin pinched the bridge of his nose. “In the barest technical sense.”
    Scraping together a semblance of calm, he replied, “I would have to actually know where she is to stalk her.” He moved toward the door, anxiety nipping at his heels to get inside. This studio would be the one where he'd find her.
    Drew stepped in front of him, blocking the entrance. “You do know where she is. Three blocks from the university. In her jewelry store.”
    It was his turn to glare because they had talked about this. “Sure,” he said with all the patience he could muster, “but that's not where I'm supposed to find her.”
    “I don't mind helping you, but I want to know why. Is this for sex?”
    Did he want to have sex with Yvonne? Hell yes. Their kiss hadn't been enough, at all. When she'd touched him, he'd forgotten everything including the past. It was just him and her standing in her office. He could have taken her there on the desk if she'd been open to it.
    But he'd told her the truth. He wasn't ready for more. So his cousin had a valid question. What were they doing chasing down a woman this hard? He liked her, but could it be that simple?
    “I don't know,” Greg answered honestly.
    Something had happened between the moment he'd said good bye to her that