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there was no way he was letting on.
    Jake gestured towards the bar. “Lisa Renee, owner of Married in Marietta . Also known as Luscious Lisa, The Fairy Tale Bride, or sometimes just the Lady in Black.”
    Adam glanced towards the bar. Was she here? But the place was packed and he couldn’t see her at all.
    “How many nicknames can one girl have?”
    Dawson’s eyes lit up. “Ah ha. So you do know who we’re talking about. I take it you’ve met her at the hospital?”
    He nodded, doing his best not to appear too curious. These guys were ready to pounce. “I met her for the first time last night. I was covering the kids’ ward last night and she was reading fairy tales to some of the kids.” He looked over towards the bar again but still couldn’t spot her. “What’s her story anyway?”
    “No story,” said Dawson quickly, glancing at a few of the other guys. “She’s just Lisa. Was engaged a few years ago but he left town. She’s dated, but nothing serious.”
    Adam nodded. Why did he get the impression there was more to the story? They finished the hand and Jake shoved a tray towards him. “Your round. Get the beers in.”
    Adam grabbed the tray and weaved his way through the crowd to the bar. As he elbowed his way through he found himself positioned next to a tall, leggy blonde in a bright blue top who shuffled off her bar stool as he slid in next to her.
    Her eyes flickered over him as she shot a smile at her friend. “Guard my cocktail. This guy looks like one to watch.”
    He grinned and shook his head as she disappeared into the crowd. The friend leaned forward and their eyes connected. Lisa.
    Her dark hair was loose and her curls spilled over her shoulders. She was dressed in black again, but somehow she didn’t look anything like how she did the last time he saw her.
    All he could focus on was the amount of skin he could see. Lisa was wearing a black sequinned strappy top and tight-fitting black trousers that hugged all her natural curves. Her pale blue eyes were highlighted with some black that only emphasized them more. His automatic reaction was to glance around to see if any other guys were staring at her like he was.
    If she noticed his reaction she never said anything, just lowered her eyes and stirred the straw in her cocktail. Someone jostled him from behind and he slid onto the vacated bar stool and signalled towards the bartender. “Can I have five bottles of beer and,” he said, waving his hand, “whatever the ladies are having.”
    She raised her eyebrows. “Ah…the chocolate stealer is feeling guilty.”
    He leaned a little closer. It was noisy in Grey’s. Music was playing in the background and voices were chatting all around them.
    He shrugged. “Just a little. But then again, that raspberry truffle was worth it.”
    She nodded in agreement. “They definitely are.”
    He pointed to her pink drink. “What is it that you’re drinking?”
    Her eyelashes were thick and dark, framing her pale blue eyes perfectly. This time when they connected with his gaze he felt… something . It wasn’t that he hadn’t been relaxed at the hospital. It was just that – in this situation – he was more relaxed. He wasn’t the only guy on duty with a page that could go off any second.
    Lisa Renee wasn’t just a little attractive. With this much lightly tanned skin showing she was a knockout. There was a thin gold chain around her neck, with an oval locket nestling between her breasts. A pale blue stone the same color as her eyes adorned the front of it.
    “It’s a strawberry daiquiri. I save them for special occasions.” She moved a little closer in a conspiratorial whisper. “I count them as one of my five a day.”
    “It’s a special occasion?” He expected to see a birthday cake appear from somewhere.
    She shrugged. “This is the bad-day-at-work drink. I don’t have them often – but when I do – only a strawberry daiquiri will do.”
    He shifted in his seat as the barman