He’d been lounging with his feet crossed at the ankles but at that he sat up. “Do you ever think about it?”
She knew exactly what he was referring to but she asked anyway. “Think about what?”
He gave her a look that said, ‘Give me a break’ but he answered, “That night. The night we spent together.”
Truth or lie? “I try not to.” That was the truth, just not all of it.
“I’ve thought about that night. A lot.”
“What’s the point? It’s not going to happen again.”
He ignored her. “It’s not because you’re gorgeous, although you are. Or because you’re smart, although you’re extremely smart. You’re dedicated, capable, sexy as hell, and every time I see you, no matter where we are or what we’re doing, I want you. The point is I can’t forget that night. I can’t forget you.”
“Why?” She wished thinking about that night didn’t make her wish for it to happen again. That hearing his words didn’t turn her on. Hell, he was seducing her with words alone. While they were at a rural clinic waiting for the weather to clear. Not a romantic place. Damn, no wonder he never lacked for a woman.
“How can I forget the best night of my life?”
She snorted. “Right. I know your rep, Connor.”
“Yeah, I have a rep. Not totally unmerited. But it was different with you.”
“Again, why?” She didn’t believe him, although she wanted to. Still, she wanted to see what he’d say.
“I don’t know. All I know is I haven’t been with another woman—hell, I haven’t evenwantedto be with another woman—since our night together.”
She wanted to believe him, so badly. “That was weeks ago.”
“I know. But whenever I think about even kissing another woman, I can’t. All I see is you. All I think about is you. If you want the truth, it’s driving me freaking nuts.”
She couldn’t help laughing. “You are crazy if you think I buy that.”
He grinned that killer panty-melting grin she’d first seen in Las Vegas. “Yeah, I know. I wish there was a way to convince you I mean it.”
“Stay celibate for another month and I might start to believe you.” She said it flippantly, not believing he’d take her up on it. But what if he did?
“I could. But what’s to stop me telling you I am when I’m not?”
“Hospital gossip for one thing. And…I don’t think you’re a cheater. A player? Yes, and you don’t hide it. But you don’t cheat. Why would you when you’re never with a woman for more than a few dates?”
“What happens if I agree?”
“You mean you stay celibate for a month? What happens then?”
“Yeah.”
“What do you want?”
“Give me a chance.”
“That’s it? A chance?”
“A chance to convince you that Las Vegas doesn’t have to remain a one-night stand.”
Oh, she shouldn’t. She knew she shouldn’t. But she couldn’t deny he tempted her. Couldn’t deny she’d thought about him and their night together more times than she wanted. Couldn’t deny she wanted him, that she hadn’t been able to put that night completely in the past. Besides, she doubted Connor McFarlandcouldstay celibate for what would wind up being more than two months.
And what if he did? She’d have to pay up. But giving him a chance didn’t necessarily mean anything had to happen. Even if something did happen it wouldn’t last long. It would be a fling rather than a one-night stand.
She deserved to have some fun. They were both adults. Connor wouldn’t want anything more than a fling anyway. Surely they could remain friends and colleagues after it ended.
