“Look around at the scenery. Ohio girls are
the stuff of legend. For example, Meredith has those legs a man
fantasises having wrapped around his waist.”
“Well, then there’s Caren.
She’s got a nice rack and she’s single.”
Eddie snorted and shook his head. “You’ll shoot down all my
ideas just to be right.” He scoped the cafeteria room once more.
“What about Samara? She’s cute in a girl-next-door kinda way. All
peaches and cream. I’ve caught her checking you out once or twice—a
day for the last year.” He pointed to Ryan. “She’d make a perfect
“I had my forever girl. But
I could be wrong.” Samara checked him out? Hmm… Kinda nice to know
the attraction wasn’t a figment of his undersexed imagination. He’d
spent many a night fantasising about her, holding her, making love
to her, waking up in the morning and seeing her smile.
At her table across the room, Samara curled
up in her chair, paperback book propped in one hand and
concentration written on her face. From his position, he couldn’t
read the title, but he’d passed her desk enough times to know she
liked romance novels. In the two years he’d worked in the same
building with her, he’d heard her speak a total of three times but
he knew her voice like his own.
“What? I’m checking out the scenery. It’s—”
he drew a breath, feeling more than the oxygen stirring something
within his body. His sex drive? He shifted in his seat. Yeah, there
was a definite tingle below the belt. “It’s intriguing.” When he
closed his eyes, the vision of Samara astride his lap formed in
crystal clarity. The tingle evolved into a damned hard-on and thank
you God. Sexy, captivating…there weren’t enough words to describe
the rush. He needed to make his way onto her radar, fast.
“You don’t listen for shit.” Eddie growled.
Ryan opened his eyes and glared at his
friend. “Say something important.