Ally's Fling

Excerpt

Five hours later, Ally was utterly and horribly lost. She figured all she had to do was get in her car and aim east. Since she was starting in Virginia, it should've been pretty straightforward. But God only knew where she was now.

"You're an educated woman Ally," of course she was an educated woman who was talking to herself, "you've got a Ph.D. for God's sake. You shouldn't have this much trouble finding a small hotel."

Yeah, she shouldn't. But the fact was, she was lost.

Then suddenly, like a beacon rising up out of the cold dark ocean, lights appeared in the distance. A greasy diner had never looked so good.

She parked in the lot and rushed inside. She'd finally realized how much water she'd been drinking during her drive.

Though she intended to rush directly to the bathroom, instead, she ran into the back of something very hard and very tall. And very good smelling.

"Whoa. You okay there?"

His hands came out to steady her. They were warm on the shoulders that her tank top left bare.

When she looked up into his eyes, she could barely speak.

"Uh, fine."

His eyes were the brightest blue she'd ever seen. They were lidded by thick black lashes that would be the envy of many a drag queen. His dark brown hair was a little too long and brushed the collar of his shirt.

"Are you sure?"

No wonder he didn't look convinced that she was fine. She was staring like an idiot.

Pull yourself together girl!

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"Okay. Well, good," he said.

"Sir, we've got a table ready for you."

The waitress snapped her gum while she spoke. Ally wondered how she was able to manage that.

The sexy man turned back to her and asked "Would you like to sit with me?"

It was on the tip of her tongue to say no, for no other reason than habit, but he sweetened the deal.

"I hate to eat alone."

"Okay, well, okay."

"Great."

The smile he gifted her with was breathtaking. Whoa baby. And she thought that his eyes were intense. She could feel a tingle deep between her legs and her nipples jutted to attention.

Putting his hand on her back, which she felt in many more places than just her back, he led her to the table the waitress had indicated.

Before she could sit down though, she excused herself and dashed to the bathroom. After making use of the facilities, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

She looked like a woman who'd spent a frazzled few hours in her car completely lost. Her ponytail, which had started at the top of her head, now hung limply, holding only half of her hair. The miniscule amount of makeup she'd put on this morning had disintegrated hours ago and was now replaced with shine. She'd spilled diet soda on her white tank top.

And now she was expected to go sit and eat dinner with the most intensely erotic man she'd ever seen in her life.

Damn, what did she do to deserve this?

She had to get her hormones under control.

Willing herself to tamper down her sex drive as well as she could, hard considering she'd been tampering it down for weeks, waiting for this weekend, that was going to be hard.

As she neared the table, she could feel the testosterone radiating from him. Even with her pep talk, she felt tingles skitter up and down her spine, and felt her nipples tightening again.

She crossed her arms, trying to hide her state and slid into the booth across from him.

"Are you cold?"

Okay, so she wasn't really hiding anything. Actually, she was probably only enhancing her situation.

"No thanks. I'm fine."

Actually, wasn't it really hot in here?

"I'm Josh by the way."

He stuck his hand out across the table for her to shake.

She was afraid to touch it. If he was affecting her this much already, how would his touch feel? And once she touched his hand, would she be able to deal with him not touching her anywhere else?

She had no doubts that his hands would feel amazing caressing her naked back, up her sides, around to her front to caress her...

"Are you sure you're all right?"

Good Lord, she was turning into a sex maniac.

"I'm fine. I'm Ally."

She finally grasped his hand.

The sizzle that shot up her arm wasn't unexpected, but at the same time it still surprised her. In that instant Ally knew without a doubt that this was the man she wanted to have her spring fling with.