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His smile is positively brilliant. “I know a great place. If it’s okay with you, I’ll follow you home and you can jump in with me.”

“Perfect.”

I’m not dating him. I’m not sleeping with him. This is completely innocent. Drake might be my supervisor, but he’s also best friends with my cousin Hannah, who happens to be my best friend, so basically that makes Drake and me best friends. And best friends hang out all the time. Plus, we’re professionals.

Professionals and friends. Nothing more, nothing less. That’s what I keep telling myself as he follows me home, and again as I jump out of my car and climb into his.

Friends.

We’re just friends.

Chapter 5

Drake

“I could’ve followed you,” Abigail says, reaching over her shoulder to buckle up.

“You could’ve, but then I wouldn’t have gotten to spend the extra time with you.”

Her head whips around in surprise. Her jet black hair makes her icy blue eyes pop. I could get lost in them, drown in them without once thinking to come up for air. They’re hypnotizing, and if she’d let me, I’d stare at them forever.

“You look beautiful, Miss Darwin,” I whisper, glancing at her.

She looks good sitting in my truck, like she’s meant to be here with me.

“This ole thing?” she quips, running a hand down the front of her navy blue scrubs. She bites her lip and nods toward me. “You don’t look too bad yourself, Dr. Merritt.”

Something about the way she says my name doesn’t sit right with me. Tonight, I don’t want to be her supervisor—or even her coworker.

“Tonight I’m just Drake. Is that okay?” I turn my attention back to the road.

“You got it, Just Drake.”

Fuck me, she’s adorable. “Smartass.”

Abigail grins. “Where are you taking us?”

“You’ll see.”

“I hope it’s not fancy,” she says, looking at my scrubs. “We look hot and all, but I’m not sure scrubs qualify as proper attire for most restaurants.”

“It’s not fancy.”

“Ah, so you’re taking me to a hole in the wall?”

I laugh. “Would you stop asking questions and just relax? It’s a surprise, and I promise you’re going to love it.”

“That’s a big promise, Just Drake. I don’t fall in love easily.”

You loved my lips on the base of your neck and the feel of my body between your legs. And if you gave us a chance, you could probably fall in love with me.

Whoa. Where the hell did that come from?

Love?

No fucking way.

Swallowing hard, I glance at Abigail. “I guess you’ll just have to trust me.”

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