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“Sounds like an actual staple remover.”
He laughed. “Kind of.”
“I probably could’ve had one of my coworkers do it for me.”
“But then we wouldn’t have run into each other again.”
“Oh.” Her belly fluttered at his words, the sincerity written all over his face. “That’s true.”
“Listen.” He took a step closer and glanced about the parking lot before his gaze met hers. “I never do this. But I was wondering if you’d like to go out sometime. With me.”
She smiled, resisting the urge to giggle. Like who else would he be suggesting she go out with? “I would like that.”
“Great.”
He smiled—that staggering, make her panties melt smile. Why wasn’t this man involved with someone? He was gorgeous, he had a good job and he was nice. Maybe he had some weird quirk? Maybe he was a total freak in the sheets?
Morgan frowned. Would she want a freak in the sheets? Her past lovers had always been pretty standard. Nothing too outrageous, one had been particularly good with his tongue, the last guy particularly bad with…everything.
“My work schedule is hectic, and I have the next couple of days off. I know this is kind of last minute and I swear you won’t hurt my feelings if you have plans already but are you doing anything tonight?”
Her chest went tight. Oh, this was just getting better and better. “You won’t think I’m a complete loser if I tell you I have no plans?”
“Not at all.” He slowly shook his head, his gaze never leaving hers. “I’d consider myself lucky.”
“Oh.” He struck her so dumb she could hardly form words.
His smile grew. “Maybe we could meet after you see the doctor?”
“Uh…” This was happening way too fast. Not that she minded, but her head was spinning. It had been casual Friday at the office so she wore a pair of jeans and a white tank top with a thin black cardigan thrown over it. Her makeup had probably worn off and…
She was making excuses. But she’d never been asked on a date like this before.
“We can go somewhere for a drink, dinner?” He paused and she didn’t say anything. She couldn’t find her tongue. “Or just drinks?”
“No, dinner sounds great. It’s just—” She blew out a breath, trying to calm the fluttering in her stomach. “I’ve never been asked on a date while headed to the doctor’s before.”
His expression grew serious and worry filled her. If he backed out, she’d feel like a fool. “Like I said, I never do this. I’ve never asked a patient out, it’s not my style despite the reputation a few of my coworkers have cultivated. But I need to make a confession.”
Sexy studly paramedics asking out their cute patients—who knew it was an epidemic? “What is it?”
Evan moved closer, so close she could smell him. His scent was citrusy, clean and masculine and she inhaled as discreetly as she could, absorbing everything about him. His heat, his strength, his…
Sigh.
He was almost too good to be true.
“I’ve thought about you a lot since that night,” he admitted, his voice low and a bit raspy. “And I’ve been kicking myself ever since, wishing I would’ve gotten your phone number or something.”
“You could’ve looked up my records, I guess.”
“That would’ve been stalkerish, don’t you think?” He arched a brow, an incredibly sexy move that took her breath away.
Which wasn’t hard to do. He merely had to look at her and her lungs were starved for air.
She laughed, trying to cover up the edgy sensation stealing over her. “Probably.”
“Well, I’m not a stalker.” His expression turned somber. “But I feel incredibly lucky to have run into you here in the parking lot. Almost as if it was…fate.”
