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doubt serve him his nuts on a platter if he dared to try and pick up where they’d left off. He’d panicked, plain and simple. But of course she’d taken his leaving as a rejection. He was an idiot for running out on her the way he had, but maybe he’d get a chance to make it up to her tonight.
    His contrary thoughts were giving him a headache.
    “Hey, guys, I think I’m going to head home myself. Carrie’ll be back soon, and dinner with her family always puts her in a mood.”
    “Good or bad?” Lindy asked.
    Matt wriggled his eyebrows. “Depends. But there’s chocolate-covered macadamia nut ice cream in the freezer, a bottle of her favorite wine in the fridge, and when all else fails, it’s foot massage time.”
    Lindy grinned as she swiped a drop of pizza sauce from her lip with her tongue.
    Drew’s groin tightened at the action.
    “You rock as a boyfriend, big brother. I’m impressed.”
    Matt tossed his keys in the air and caught them. “You know me, I pay attention.” With a wink and a “See you guys later,” Matt lit out of there.
    They sat in silence for a few minutes, finishing their pizza, sipping on beer, looking everywhere but at each other. How ridiculous that they couldn’t even look at each other. What were they, twelve?
    Drew glanced at the clock. “It’s only ten after eight. What do you say we crack open that champagne and watch a little tube?”
    “The only TV in the house is in my bedroom.”
    “Even better.”

 
    Chapter 7
     
    “Excuse me?” Lindy raised a brow at his audacity and tossed her crust onto the plate.
    “We can get comfy on the bed, sip some champagne. Matt’s not the only one who can give a killer foot rub, you know.” He grinned, those sexy dimples doing funny things to her libido. And damn, if a foot rub didn’t sound like heaven right about now.
    Deciding to loosen up and enjoy herself, Lindy rose and pointed to the fridge. “You grab the champagne. I’ll get the glasses.”
    “Hell yeah. That’s what I’m talking about.”
    They each grabbed their items and raced for the stairs, chuckling like a couple of kids. Dozing on the rug in front of the fireplace, Bo and Bianca gave a brief lift of their heads before returning to their slumberous ecstasy.
    Bottle in hand, Drew hopped onto her bed, making himself at home by kicking off his shoes and falling back against her mountain of pillows with a masculine grunt of satisfaction. And what really shocked Lindy was just how... right Drew looked lying on her bed.
    “Damn, this is comfortable. Makes my own bed seem like a stone slab. Think it’s time I invested in a new mattress.”
    “It’s a Tempur-Pedic. They’re a little on the pricier side, but well worth it.”
    Drew gazed at her, a disturbing intensity smoldering in his eyes. “Why don’t you grab the remote and hop on up here?” He patted the space beside him. “Plenty of room on your fancy Tempur-Pedic .”
    Deciding to let his teasing remark slide, Lindy set the glasses on the end table beside him, then popped a movie in the DVD player. “Hope you’re okay with horror.”
    “Really? And here I thought I’d have to watch a chick flick.”
    She gingerly climbed onto the opposite side of the bed and sat Indian style with her back ramrod straight. “Sorry to disappoint, but I have a weakness for slasher movies.”
    “No complaints, Hot Stuff. That was my point.”
    She heard the pop of the cork from the champagne and watched as Drew poured them each a glass.
    The bubbly, though not Cristal or Dom Perignon quality, went down smooth, and soon she found her anxiety melting away along with her inhibitions. By the time the previews ended and the movie started, Lindy felt comfortable enough to lean back against the pillows and relax. She flexed her feet, sort of testing the waters. Yeah, this was nice. She could do this. He was just a guy...no one special.
    Pffft. You want him and you know it.
    Drew shifted, and suddenly they were thigh to thigh,