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rain.
    Drenched, aroused, and annoyed she’d lost a grip on herself dealing with Johnny, she stalked to her car, not surprised when it failed to start.
    The words she said would have filled Del’s swear jar to the brim.
    A knock on the window startled her, and she turned to see Johnny.
    Rolling down the window, because of course she had nothing as fancy as automatic anything in her car, she barked, “What?”
    “Need a jump?” he asked in the politest voice.
    “Yeah, I do.”
    “You need a jump,” he reiterated, trying to hold back a grin.
    “Fuck. Just do it, okay?”
    He walked away snickering, but he did help her with the car, then refused to accept any mention of payment.
    “All in the line of duty, ma’am.” He bowed, completely soaked.
    She forced herself not to notice how impressive he looked in his clingy jogging shorts. “Still trying to get into heaven, eh?”
    He winked. “You know it. See you next week at Ray’s.”
    Not if I see you first. She drove off. Oh, who am I kidding? That man is catnip, and I’m a scraggly mouser. Time to talk to Kristin and be put off men again…forever.
    * * *
    Johnny sat in his car until his windows steamed. Talk about the perfect way to spend a Saturday morning. A wet Lara was a sight he’d take to his grave. Normally lean and mean in tight jeans and a black T-shirt proclaiming her job for the evening at Ray’s, she made his heart race. But seeing those long, toned legs, that bitable ass and those generous breasts, giving her svelte build a perfect set of curves, he’d have a hard time sleeping without reliving his run.
    Thank God for rain. Her nipples had been tight little knots, likely due to the weather, but a guy could dream they’d been hard for him. And dream he would. She’d already been his go-to fantasy when he wanted a quick one-off before sleeping. Now he’d take his time, remembering how she looked all wet.
    “Hell.” He glanced down at his tented running shorts. The reason he’d left her after caressing her cheek. A helluva move, and one that had almost backfired. He’d sworn he’d seen a reciprocal lust in her dark brown eyes. Problem was, he’d felt it as well, and it showed. Nothing like seducing a woman with a boner in a public park.
    He glared down at himself. “Idiot.” As he drove home, he wondered about the rush of relief that had filled him when he’d realized she didn’t have a thing for McCauley. He didn’t like the thought of Lara lusting after anyone but him, which made little sense.
    Once again he’d tried asking her out, and once again she’d shot him down. He never took it personally though. He figured one of these times she had to say yes.
    Pulling into the driveway of the house he rented, he parked, locked the car, and hurried past a flurry of raindrops into the house. Not a bad place, considering it was a lower-scale home in a decent neighborhood. Only took him twenty minutes to get to work, and most of the neighbors were like him, just trying to make a living.
    As he stripped down on his way to the shower and stood under the hot water to warm up, he couldn’t help wondering about Lara. She worked at Ray’s and went to college. She seemed a step up from the hooligans at the bar, but not so high and mighty that she came from money. From what he knew, she’d grown up in Seattle. Her mom waitressed at a diner, and her dad managed a local hardware store in Skyway. Other than the recent news of a sister who hadn’t married well, he didn’t know a hell of a lot about her family.
    She didn’t seem to date much, if at all. He liked that she was selective, especially around Ray’s. Not all the guys who drank at the bar were like him and his friends.
    Amused he’d put himself and his buddies above the other knuckle-draggers at the bar, he hurried through his shower, ignored his erection, and decided to save playtime for later that night. If he didn’t have a date by then, he’d take care of himself with memories of