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    © Kit Tunstall, 2011
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    Blake feels coerced to take out his best
friend’s sister while she’s in town. He remembers her as a chubby,
awkward teenager with a crush on him. When Erin shows up at his
door, he’s blown away. She’s all grown up now and a lush, curvy
beauty. He’s never gone for Rubenesque women before, but he wants
her desperately. To his consternation, Erin doesn’t seem to like
him at all. He needs to figure out if he’s too bad-boy for the good
girl, or if her apparent dislike hides something else—like a mutual
desire she’s fighting to control, due to her own self-esteem issues
and a refusal to be another one of Blake’s conquests.

    Blake took a quick look around his living
room, making sure he’d tidied up well enough not to appear like a
total slob. His house still looked like a bachelor’s pad, but
wouldn’t send anyone screaming from his home. It probably didn’t
matter anyway. It was unlikely Erin would actually come in.
    As if thinking her name had summoned her, his
doorbell rang. Bach barked and growled, running to the door like a
steak salesperson waited on the other side. The dumb chocolate lab
did that every time he heard the doorbell. “Knock it off, Bach,”
said Blake with a gruff edge to his tone. The dog immediately fell
silent, looking down at the floor with contrition.
    To ease the reprimand, he rubbed Bach’s head
as he passed him. “Sorry, boy.” He didn’t mean to be grumpy, and it
sure wasn’t his dog’s fault he’d let his best friend convince him
to take his little sister out for a meal while she was in the city
for an interview. He hadn’t seen Ethan’s sister in at least eight
years, not since the Christmas he’d spent with the Hollings family
during his senior year of college. What could he possibly have in
common with a twenty-three-year-old girl? She was just starting her
career, and his was established. All he remembered of her was she
had been a chubby, annoying teenage girl, who blushed and ran from
the room any time she’d seen him.
    Praying her teenage crush had died long ago,
he opened the door, blocking Bach’s escape attempt with his knee.
“Hi. I’d invite you in, but I doubt you want dog hair all over your
clothes. Give me just a minute to grab my keys.” In a rush, he
closed the door and took a few steps away, taking a moment to catch
his breath.
    Wow. His friend’s little sister was all grown
up. She was still chubby—maybe even overweight by some
standards—but she had gotten hot. Her frizzy mud-brown hair was now
a sleek bob with golden highlights. He hadn’t gotten much of a view
of her in his hasty greeting, but he’d seen enough to have the
beginnings of a hard-on. Maybe this dinner “date” wouldn’t be so
unpleasant after all. As he scooped up his keys and regained his
composure, he debated if seducing his best friend’s sister violated
the Bro Code, and if so, by how much?
    Erin stood on his doorstep, where he’d left
her, dressed casually in a khaki skirt and red twinset. She gave
him an uncertain smile when he closed the door. “Hi. I thought I’d
squeeze that in.” The gleam in her eyes let him know she was
teasing.
    “Sorry about that, but Bach loves company,
and you would have had brown fur on your sweater.” It sounded lame
even to his ears, and he did his best to change the subject. “So,
what do you think of Seattle so far?”
    She shrugged. “I like it. It’s very laidback
compared to New York.”
    He frowned. “Were you in New York? I thought
your brother said you were in South Dakota for school?”
    “San Diego,” she said with a little laugh.
“Practically the same thing.” Erin shrugged. “I