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Holy shit!
It was Nick!
“Careful,” he scolded in a low tone. A low, sexy tone that started a slow burn in her belly. “Those shoes are not the least bit practical, Miss Kay. You could easily slip and fall on this tile.”
“It wasn’t the shoes that nearly landed me on my ass, Dr. Hart,” she ground out—as her insides sizzled and snapped.
Oh, my God!
Her sexy one-night stand was the pompous ass?
The flicker of recognition in his eyes confirmed that she’d nailed it.
But she didn’t need to give herself away and alert his colleagues that he’d nailed her!
Staci hitched her chin and said, “You shouldn’t put the brakes on when you know someone is following so closely behind you.”
“Why are you following so closely behind me, Miss Kay?” he demanded.
Staci slid a glance toward one of his companions, then the other. Both men eyed her curiously—and with the flare of interest she was accustomed to seeing. Though that interest was not reflected in Evan Hart’s eyes. In fact, he all but glared at her.
She suggested, “Perhaps we could take this conversation into your office?”
One of the physicians clasped Evan on the shoulder. “We’ll catch up later.” He snickered under his breath.
The other one muttered, “Firecracker.” They both strolled off, chuckling softly.
Staci’s attention returned to Evan. “I apologize for interrupting. I understand how busy and important you are. But I honestly do need your help.”
“If it was a referral for an exam or surgery, you would have already shared that with my assistant.”
“I don’t need surgery,” she told him. “I need—” She shook her head. Her heart pounded a bit too hard, and her pulse raged in her ears. Little tremors moved through her, and she could not for the life of her say why except…by some act of an evil god, she was just as hot for stuffy Dr. Hart as she’d been for his sexy alter ego, Nick!
Everything about this man heightened her senses and thoroughly aroused her.
His voice, so very sensual. His hands, which were still wrapped around her biceps— strong and yet decidedly gentle. His muscular build, which the too-large lab coat had covered up in the photo that she suspected had been taken at least a decade ago.
It didn’t even matter that he was all buttoned-up, as always, or wearing the glasses.
That stuffy-looking photo of him did not do the man justice in real life, this up close and personal.
Not in a million!
He had a set jaw, this time clean shaven. And his dark hair was a bit wavy, a bit unruly. As she remembered. Definitely not the perfectly combed-into-submission hair he’d sported in the picture or at his speaking engagements. And his mouth…
Jesus.
Her gaze fixed on his lips. His perfect lips. Not too thick, not too thin. Soft looking. Tempting. Damn tempting.
Because she knew how they felt against her lips. On her skin. All over her body.
Her chest rose and fell quickly as her breathing escalated. Her blood turned to magma, scorching her insides as it flowed through her veins.
She literally lost her train of thought as heat and erotic sensations took over, making her nipples tighten behind the lacy cups of her bra and sparking an incessant thrumming against her clit and deep in her pussy.
“Miss Kay,” Nick—Dr. Hart—prompted. “Are you all right?”
“Sure.” Her voice sounded darker than usual. Sultry and provocative. And sort of distant, as though she were lost in some lust-induced haze.
