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Alone. The plane leaves early tomorrow.
    If only a hot, sexy guy would show up in her universe to help her finish this last night out in style. Someone who would sweep her off her feet and make these last hours totally memorable. Make mad, passionate love to her so she could enjoy these last hours of freedom with wild abandon.
    Huh! What? Was she nuts? She wasn’t given to erotic flights of fancy or sex with strangers.
    “Excuse me. Do you mind if I join you?”
    The deep voice startled her. She lifted her gaze and looked up…and up…and up at the tall man standing beside her table.
    Ohmigod!
    Her breath caught in her throat, and her pulse jittered in an uneven beat. Every erogenous zone in her body stood up and begged. Sarah had read about instant chemistry in the romance novels that were her secret vice. All of her girl parts were certainly standing up and shouting for her to pay close attention. Sarah had dated a lot of super-hot guys, been strongly attracted to a few of them, but no one had ever flipped her On switch as fast as this man. One minute, she sat there wondering how to salvage what was left of the weekend and the night. The next, she was on fire with sexual heat.
    And all she’d done was look at him.
    I’m definitely losing my mind as well as my senses.
    His lean, muscular body had to be well over six feet. Dirty-blond hair hung to just above his collar and framed a face that was starkly masculine, with a square jaw, high cheekbones, and thick eyebrows. He smiled, showing straight, white teeth. Even in the muted light of the cocktail lounge, she could see the flash of a tiny dimple at the corner of his mouth.
    Where had he come from? Had she dreamed him, or was he actually standing right next to her? Well, she had asked for a hot, sexy guy, and, like magic, one had appeared. Did it have something to do with those New Orleans spells she always heard so much about? Could she possibly lock him away?
    She took a sip of wine to steady herself.
    “Uh…. Um….” Oh, good answer, Sarah. Very smooth.
    The smile dimmed slightly. “Sorry. I saw you sitting here by yourself and thought….” He shook his head. “Never mind. This was probably a bad idea. If you’d rather send me on my way, just say so.”
    That deep, husky voice seemed to reach right inside her and vibrate through her body. Somehow, she found her own voice.
    “Um, no, please. Sit down. Here. Uh, with me.”
    Great conversationalist, Sarah. Okay, she must be taking stupid lessons. She was a college graduate with a law degree and a major in English, and all she could say was um ? But the sheer magnetism and sexuality of him froze her brain cells.
    He pulled out the chair nearest to her and folded his big body into it. In the soft light from the little lamp on the table, she could see that his eyes were a deep chocolate with tiny flecks of gold. The lashes framing them would be the envy of any woman. Sarah thought maybe she could fall into them and drown in their heat.
    The cocktail waitress hurried over to clear the table of the debris left by the others and took Mr. Hot Stuff’s drink order. He indicated she should bring another for Sarah, also, then turned his very penetrating gaze back to her.
    “I happened to notice all your friends got up and left you here by yourself.”
    “Yeah.” She chuckled. “I guess they had more interesting things to do.”
    He shrugged. “Mine did, too. I thought maybe we could keep each other company.”
    “Sure. That would be nice.” Hookups with strange men in cocktail lounges, no matter how swanky the surroundings, weren’t even in her wheelhouse. But tonight was different. He was different. And, somehow, because of everything, she was different, too. She held out her hand. “Sarah York.”
    His hand, when he wrapped it around hers, was warm and strong and slightly calloused. It sent sizzling tingles racing up her arm. “Beau Parisi.”
    She widened her eyes slightly. Really? Beau Parisi? “Former