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never even consider. She had no doubt he’d be able to keep up with her active sexual imagination and wouldn’t make fun of her if her ideas tanked. She’d be able to try things with him she’d never have the guts to with any other man.
    She was tired of being quirky yet reliable Petra. Maybe D. Williams was right about needing the right man to look after her in bed. Darcy might be a stranger, but she couldn’t deny the undercurrent running between them.
    Licking her lips, she looked into Darcy’s eyes. “Normally I’m not. You make me want to do crazy things.”
    Petra couldn’t be certain, but she swore he made a soft growl. “You can’t be serious. I’m a stranger to you.”
    “Deadly.” Great, her fantasy man offered to have sex with her and he didn’t believe her when she took him up on it.
    Darcy closed his eyes and she could almost hear him counting to five in his head before returning his attention to her. “Just to be clear, what are you suggesting? And please feel free to use penis and vagina if necessary.”
    “I’m not sure what’s on the table, but I’d like to go someplace and get to know you better.”
    “Petra—”
    Fine. She could be blunt. “I want to have sex with you.”
    “Damn.” He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. “What about the nomination reading?”
    “I know I’m nominated. I can find the rest out in the morning.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “Darcy—”
    “I’m sorry. This is new for me. Want to call anyone with a safe word and check-in time?”
    Shit, could she really do this? Have sex with a man she only knew by sight and had barely spoken to?
    “I’ll set something up with Alice.” Apparently so. She pulled her cell phone out of her too small purse. “Will four hours be long enough?”
    Darcy grinned. “God help me if it isn’t.”
    “It damn well better be. I want orgasms. Multiple.”
    “I live to serve.”
    He got to his feet and stared down at her for a moment before shaking his head. “Room 409. Take the East elevator. I’ll give you fifteen minutes to make that call. If you change your mind, no hard feelings. Well, maybe one.”
    His unmistakable erection was a definite presence filling out the front of his pants. He buttoned his suit jacket to hide the bulge and with a wink, he turned and strode toward the elevators.
    Holy. Shit.
    Petra pressed the heels of her hands to her eyes. So this was different. Crazy and different. Her palm was sweaty as she picked up her phone and dialed her friend’s number.
    “Don’t tell me you’ve bailed already?” Alice’s amused voice was dampened slightly by poor reception. “I figured an hour at least—”
    “Alice, I need you to talk me out of doing something dumb.”
    “Okay... Dare I ask what this is, or should I start rattling off all possible reasons to say no?”
    Petra let out a shaky laugh. “I’m not sure yet.”
    “Spill it, Pet.”
    “You know our mystery man from the shop?”
    “Yes.”
    “He’s here.” Petra cringed as Alice’s squeal filled the ear piece.
    “Has he talked to you? Oh my God, this is fate.”
    “He’s talked to me. And a bit more.” A whole lot more if her imagination wasn’t playing tricks on her. “Basically, I had a panic attack and he helped me out. Then I kind of propositioned him for a one-night stand. He said yes.”
    Petra was ready for the squeal this time. When she put the phone back to her ear, Alice was already talking. “...the hell are you talking to me for?”
    “He suggested I set up a safe word with a friend. He left to give me time.”
    “See, that just proves that he’s going to be awesome in the sack.”
    She frowned. “What?”
    “He actually gives a shit about you! Pet, get your ass up there and call me in the morning with the details. In inches and diameter if possible.”
    Desire throbbed. “So, I’m not an idiot for doing this? I mean, I’ve never had a one-night stand.”
    “Petra...this is that whole doing thing we