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his presence alone that parted the sea of people. Either way, in the space of a few moments they popped out of the crowd and into the main lobby. He kept her moving until they were by a side door, where he helped her to a seat. When he propped the door open, a light breeze from outside blew over her.
    Darcy squatted in front of her, rubbing her knee with his hand. “Are you okay?”
    She was so far from okay it might as well be in another country. “Peachy.”
    “Why did you come if you’re not good in crowds?”
    “Alice keeps telling me the only way I’m going to get better with this stuff is to keep putting myself out there.” And weren’t they going to have a serious conversation about that later. “It sounded like a good idea at the time.”
    Petra’s head was spinning from the rush of blood pounding through her, though it had nothing to do with her panic attack. The scent of his cologne together with her adrenaline sent a wild buzz out to every cell in her body. Having Darcy this close to her was a fantasy come true. Well, half a fantasy if she was being honest with herself.
    Stripping him naked and finding out if a man’s entire body really was an erogenous zone was the other half.
    “Do you want me to call Alice and get her to come get you?” He was really cute when he was worried. “Or I can call you a cab? I’d offer to drive you, but I booked a room here so I wouldn’t have to worry about having a few drinks.”
    The breeze had her nipples standing up and goosebumps rising on her skin. It certainly wasn’t a result of his touch on her knee. Nope. No way. She wouldn’t let herself get turned on by the whole knight in shining armor routine.
    Even if it was sexy as hell.
    “No, I’ll be fine. Do you mind talking to me for a little bit? That usually works.”
    They were complete strangers for the most part. And while Petra didn’t have a clue what to say to him, she got the impression Darcy was good at small talk.
    Instead of brushing her off or looking annoyed that she’d dragged him from the party, Darcy grabbed another seat and pulled it closer. “Let’s see, what can I distract you with?”
    She could think of half a dozen topics, but was scared to open her mouth for fear of having a repeat dirty-talk performance.
    There’d already been enough penises between them.
    “Did you know that I’ve wanted to talk to you and your friend for a while now?” Darcy shook his head, his smile lighting up his eyes. “From the second I heard you discussing the various uses for personal lubricant, I knew the two of you would be a hoot.”
    Petra remembered that day vividly. It had been the first time D. Williams posted a comment on her blog, over a year ago. He’d scoffed at her idea that a woman should use lube to masturbate, even if she had a man who could help her get off. Sure it’s fun to play with yourself , sexy too. But if you’re with a guy and he’s not giving you what you need , that’s plain wrong. Speak up and tell him! We’re not mind readers. Two weeks later Mantastic had gone live.
    “Every time I heard you two whispering, I couldn’t help but think you’d been dating the wrong men if they were leaving you so unfulfilled. It’s crazy because you’re both stunning and should be fighting the men off with a stick.”
    “Alice, maybe. Men usually go on one date with me and then forget to call back.” Her last boyfriend had made the parting a bit harsher than that, not that she was about to tell Darcy the details.
    “Like I said, the wrong men.”
    “And you’re the right man?” The question was past her lips before she could stop it. Dear God, was she flirting? Maybe the lack of oxygen had caused some brain damage.
    “Maybe.” He sat back further in his chair, but not before she noticed his labored breathing. “I didn’t think you’d want to find out. You don’t seem the type to chase a stranger.”
    Twice now, this man made her want to do things she would normally