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Her Jasmine hairstyle was falling out, the turquoise headband crooked. He reached out to fix it, but wound up making it an even bigger mess until she finally pushed his hand away.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Sunnie asked.
Landon frowned. “No. I’m pretty sure I’m going to have a hangover from hell tomorrow.”
She looked at him impatiently. “Not that. I mean about All—Allison.” Sunnie stumbled over the name, which Landon found hilarious.
“Of course I am.”
“But you’re not dating anybody else.”
He shrugged. “So?”
“You want me to fix you up?”
“No,” he said with more passion than he’d intended. “No Sunnie setups. God only knows—”
“I happen to know a lot of nice nurses from my classes. I think you’d like a couple of ’em. They’re just like you. Boring. Looking for love.”
He snorted. “That’s not a character flaw, Sunshine.”
Her face told him she considered it one. The way she crinkled her nose—noses—was adorable. Why did she have two noses?
“I’ve got this one friend,” she continued.
Landon really didn’t want to go out on a blind date. Allison had been a blind date and look how that had turned out.
He leaned toward her, capturing her gaze. “You’re not listening to me.”
Sunnie stopped talking, studying his face. “Yes, I am. I just think that it’s time for you to start dating again.”
“And you think you know what I want in a woman?”
“Of course I do.” She said it with such confidence, such assurance, it annoyed Landon. She always acted like he was an open book—a boring one at that. Landon was the predictable guy, the steady and sure friend who never did anything remotely unusual or interesting.
“You’re wrong. You don’t have a clue.”
His assertion took her aback. For about two seconds.
Then she laughed.
On any other day, at any other time, when Landon was sober, he wouldn’t have thought twice about her comments, wouldn’t have let them get under his skin.
This wasn’t that time.
“I mean it, Sunnie.”
His suddenly angry tone seemed to penetrate through the haze of her tequila-fogged brain.
“Landon, listen—”
She was going to argue about it. Of course she was. It was what Sunnie did. For a young woman, she was a dangerous blend of opinionated and confident. It meant winning fights with her took tenacity.
“You don’t know a thing about me when it comes to my tastes in women,” he assured her.
She started to speak, but he cut her off again when he added, “Or what I like in bed.”
That caught her attention. Her eyes narrowed briefly, in shock, then she tilted her head, and he knew he’d piqued her interest.
