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dinner date.
    Now that she thought about it, it didn't sound like a bad idea. It had been a very long time since she'd dated a man and with any luck it would help her forget about Nate McGregor. Yes, she thought it wasn't a bad idea at all . She would arrange for Sandie to stay at their cousins and once she organized things with Shelly, she would drive to the city and let her hair down.
    She allowed her thoughts to drift and wondered what she should wear. Mentally she took stock of her wardrobe and grimaced . Nothing exciting there she admitted . What she needed to do was some serious shopping and why not? She could use some more clothing and she definitely needed to get out more. So it was settled a dinner date with hopefully a handsome, interesting man and a spree of shopping.
    Sounded like the perfect plan. Satisfied with herself, she snuggled deeper into the mattress. She was just drifting off to sleep when her mobile phone rang. Darn it, she sprang up reached over and switched on the bedside lamp, picked up the phone and answered it. “Yes.”
    “I see your bedside manner hasn't improved any Doc.”
    The deep resonant voice made her stomach flip, she didn't need to ask who was calling. She'd know that silky smooth voice anywhere, much to her annoyance . She scowled and drew in a deep breath. “And who is this?” No way was she going to stroke his ego by letting him know that she knew who it was.
    “I didn't think you were the type of woman that played games Cooper, but I'll go along with you. It's Nate as you well know.”
    Her fingers curled into the palm of her hand, damn arrogant man. “McGregor, is there any reason why you're calling at this time of night?”
    “No just checking to make sure everything is alright with Sandie.”
    “In other words you just want to make sure she's still pregnant.” She was annoyed that was the only reason he rang. She heard his deep sigh of irritation and was only slightly satisfied.
    “You always have to think the worst of me don't you? Well never mind, goodbye Cooper.”
    Her lashes came down, and she bit her bottom lip. Darn it, he was right and it didn't make her feel good. Why couldn't she give him a fair chance? Because stupid, you know that if you did that you just might start to let yourself care. Without opening her eyes, she dropped back down on the mattress, no longer able to deny the truth. If she wasn't careful she could develop feelings for Nate McGregor and it would be disastrous.
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    TWELVE
    Nate was furious with himself for giving into the need to hear Cooper's voice. He snarled as he paced the floor of living room floor . Damn the infernal woman, she'd ruined his life. Not once since he'd returned to Dallas had he been able to make his body react to another woman. Nearly every night he escorted a different woman to dinner, and when they ended the evening at her apartment. Zap nothing, not a damn stirring of desire .
    A hot wet kiss, an ample breast in his hand and zilch, nada. His body refused to respond . It was becoming damn embarrassing and it also infuriated him the hell out of him. What had the wild little witch done to him ? He stopped pacing and dragging his fingers through his hair and stared out the glass doors at the millions of lights glowing. He snarled and dropped his hand down to his side, he would give it one more shot. Tomorrow night, he would take out another woman and pray like hell that he could find some desire for her.
    If that didn't work, well he shrugged there was only one possibility left to him. He didn't like it, he didn't want to get involved with her. Hopefully, though, he wouldn't have to and with a grim smile on his face decided why not now. It wasn't that late, and he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. He would make a booty call , he didn't do it very often, but this was an emergency. He dug out his phone from the pocket of his suit pants, and scrolled through the numbers until he stopped, and