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was dreaming about wasn’t even there in his bed!
    Shaking his head and chuckling at himself, he got up, intent on looking for her and bringing her back to bed. No way was he letting her go that easy. He didn’t bother with any clothes. He didn’t have any close neighbors to peer into his large floor-to-ceiling windows, so it wasa common enough practice for him. Besides, he was too intent on finding Angela to waste time on modesty. He wondered if she had put on one of his shirts to go around his house, or if she’d been brave enough to walk au naturel as well. Just the thought started to make him hard.
    He was definitely awake now.
    He wandered over to his bathroom, but the door was open and the light was out. Maybe she was fixing him breakfast, he thought, making his way down the hall and past the living room to the kitchen. No, the kitchen light was out, too.
    He frowned. He doubted she went outside…it was March, and from what he could see, it was a cold and gloomy day. Why leave a perfectly warm bed to go out naked in…
    He walked into the living room, looking intently, and his thoughts immediately derailed.
    Her clothes were gone.
    So was the small purse with her car keys.
    He went to the front door, throwing it open. Adam was there, a box full of doughnuts in one hand, the other hand obviously poised to knock.
    â€œWell, good morning, stud,” Adam said, laughing. “Thought I’d bring you and your, er, guest some breakfast.”
    Josh ignored him, walking past him far enough to glance out in the driveway.
    Her car was gone.
    â€œDammit!” He stalked back into his house. Adam followed him in. Josh went directly to his bedroom, where he pulled on a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. Still cursing under his breath, he then went to the kitchen,where Adam had already settled himself comfortably at the glass-topped kitchen table. “You have lousy timing,” he said to his friend, reaching for the doughnut box.
    â€œI know. I should be sorry,” Adam said, grabbing a glazed doughnut. “But after last night’s mysterious adventure that interrupted my romantic interlude, I figured, what the hell. I warned you. After the buildup you gave me last night, you’re lucky I waited until nine. So, where is she?”
    Grabbing a glazed doughnut and biting off a mouthful viciously, Josh snapped on his coffee machine. With an easy motion, he pushed himself up to sit on the countertop next to it. “She left.”
    â€œDetails,” Adam prompted, sprawling back in the kitchen chair, a rakish grin on his face. “I want details.”
    â€œI don’t have any details,” Josh snarled. “I don’t know when she left, myself.”
    Adam sent him a look of impatience. “I meant about last night.”
    â€œSuffice it to say that I broke my word to myself, and slept with her anyway.” Josh was silent, then took another bite of doughnut. “And now she’s gone.”
    Adam didn’t razz him for a change. He just studied Josh. “She was really something, huh?”
    Josh scowled at him, not trusting his friend’s solemnity. He waited for the punch line. “What makes you say that?”
    â€œBecause I haven’t seen that look on your face in…well, ever.”
    â€œWhat look?”
    Adam smirked. “It’s sort of a cross between seeing a really beautiful naked woman and stubbing your toe.”
    Reluctantly, Josh laughed. “Why did she leave is what I want to know.” He poured himself a cup of coffee, then put the pot back to brew the remainder. He took a fortifying swallow, almost burning his tongue. “Last night was incredible. Then next thing I know, she leaves without even a goodbye.”
    â€œDid she write you a note or anything?” Adam asked. “Maybe she had to do something early this morning.”
    Josh felt a burst of relief. Of course. She struck him as a morning person,