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glanced at his watch again. “I’m not sure how long my meeting will last tomorrow. Is it okay if I call you mid–morning tomorrow to let you know what time I’ll pick you up?”
    “Yes.”
    “Great.”
    I nodded and waited.
    We stood without moving, staring at each other in silence.
    As when we danced, I felt my heartbeat quickening. I generally do not kiss on a first date, but I had to struggle not to part my lips and lean forward and engage him in a sensual lip lock he’d remember for weeks. If he wanted to kiss me, I was more than ready.
    Apparently he didn’t feel as pressing a need to kiss me as I felt to be kissed. He brushed his hand against mine before he stepped back. “I’d better go find Jen and Jarrod to say good night.”
    I nodded, swallowing a lump of disappointment. No locking lips with him tonight. Had I misread him?
    “I’m looking forward to having lunch with you tomorrow.”
    I smiled.
    “Good night, Linea.”
    “Good night, Grant.”
    “Girls.” He glanced at my breasts, smiled, and then turned away.
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    I watched him walk down the hall toward the kitchen. He had a nice ass. He’d look sexy as hell with a pair of tight jeans hanging off his hips and hugging his decidedly unflat ass. Get a grip, Lin or you’ll be obsessing over his ass the way he’s obsessing over your breasts.
    I glanced down at my breasts.
    And that would be a bad thing? They seemed to ask.
    Smiling, I walked in the opposite direction to the living room.
    Jarrod stood at the living room patio doors sipping a drink. He turned when I entered the room.
    “Where’s Grant?” he asked.
    “He’s looking for you and Jen to say good night. It quickly became clear you two had no intentions of returning any time soon.”
    He shrugged. “I’m sorry if you found being left alone with him unpleasant.”
    “What I find unpleasant is having someone else determine who I should date.”
    “Understood. Can I get you a drink, Lin?”
    I felt hot and confused. I’d started the day fixated on Jarrod. After having spent a few hours with Grant, it was hard to recall how or why I’d found myself weaving romantic fantasies around Jarrod. He was clearly devoted to Jen, which was endearing. He was also very ordinary compared to Grant.
    I definitely needed a drink. I nodded and sat on the loveseat. “Yes. Thanks.”
    “Same as before?”
    “Yes.”
    I watched him pour my drink.
    He looked up and met my gaze.
    I flashed him a quick, easy smile. It was so good to be able to look at him without having to battle lustful thoughts.
    He crossed the room to hand me my drink.
    “Thanks.”
    “You’re welcome.” He stood near the loveseat. “Do you mind?”
    Hours earlier the thought of sharing the loveseat with him would have sent me into a lustful frenzy. “No. I don’t.”
    He sat beside me. “What did you think of Grant?”
    “He…he’s…” I sipped my drink and moistened my lips before meeting his gaze. “He’s…has he ever been married?”
    “No.”
    “Why not?”
    “I assume because he’s never met anyone he wanted to marry.”
    Either that or he was…“Is he…gay?”
    “No! He’s not.”
    That was a relief until I thought of an alternative. “Is he bi?”
    “Did he strike you as bi, Lin?”
    “No,” I admitted.  “But—”
    “He’s straight.”
    Why would a man in his position need to accept a blind date? I frowned. “Is he involved with anyone?”
    He shrugged. “He’s single, attractive, successful…do the math, Lin.”
    I definitely did not like the sound of that. “If he’s involved with someone, why did you and Jen go out of your way to throw us together?”
    “That was Jen’s idea. Not mine.”
    I gave him a cool stare. How like a man to weasel out of a difficult situation by blaming it on his woman. “Oh. So you weren’t in favor of our meeting?”
    “No, I wasn’t.”
    His terse answer surprised and annoyed me. “Why not?”
    “You’re both