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romantic movies. She
rolled her eyes. “Don’t tell me you haven’t seen the movie?”
    Seth crossed his arms over his
chest. “No.”
    “I have a copy. We’ll watch it
together.”
    “I have better things to do.”
    Kate nudged in close and rested a
hand on the side of his neck. His pulse fluttered against her palm and the
heady scent of his aftershave tickled her senses. “Not tonight you don’t.”

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter
Four
     
    Seth shifted from one foot to the
other. A woman with spiky tufts of red hair poking from her scalp stood before
him. Mid-twenties. Tight denim shorts. White midriff top. A tattoo of puckered
red lips rested on the slope of her right breast. Sunlight glinted off a gold
ring through her navel.
    Typical. She was exactly the kind
of woman Seth figured would patronize a place like this. Halleluiah. This coincided
perfectly with his original idea. He’d be out of here and away from Kate’s
alluring presence sooner than expected.
    The woman held a pair of thong
panties made entirely of some kind of see-through mesh material with a band of
sequins along the top against her abdomen.
    A delicate pink rose was
embroidered on the crotch. “What do you think? Will this little number make my
boyfriend beg?”
    A blush burned over Seth’s neck. He
didn’t know about this woman’s boyfriend, but if Kate ever slipped on a piece
of sequin trimmed dental floss like that he would be down on his knees pleading
for mercy.
    A delicate hand with nails painted
siren red touched his shoulder. A soft, rounded breast brushed against his arm.
Sensual, musky scent wafted past his nose. Kate. Had he been saved or thrown to
another wolf?
    Seth swiveled his head and stared
into her eyes. Her tempting mouth curved in a furtive smile. This woman was no
wolf. She was a siren bent on luring him to a sensuous destruction. Sensations
he didn’t want to explore pooled in his belly and moved lower. If she didn’t
stop touching him, he was a dead man.
    “Excuse me.”
    The sound of the customer’s voice
snapped Seth from his erotic trance. Damn Kate, for insisting he help with the
customers when the shop became busy. He agreed only because he was a scientist
and the only way to conduct an experiment was to become directly involved.
“Sorry. What did you say?”
    The woman grinned, her teeth a
slash of white in her round, tanned face. “Gosh, professor, you’re even more
adorable in person than you are on television.”
    Christ, she’d seen the show. His
gaze darted around the shop at the mob of sex-crazed women in all shapes and
sizes. No doubt all of them had seen the show, too. That’s why the shop was so
crowded. He was the sideshow in this lingerie circus.
    Rock music, heavy with guitar
riffs, pulsated through the store and into his body. For a brief moment, he
fantasized about Kate wearing a pair of thong panties, spike heels, and nothing
else. He had to get out of here. Fast. He glanced at Kate, then back at the
woman. “Kate can answer all your questions.”
    He turned, intending to escape
through the nearest exit, but Kate gripped his arm and held him by her side.
“On the contrary, you’re doing fine.” She handed him a sheaf of papers. Panic
welled in his chest.
    “Pertinent information on each of
the twelve astrological signs is printed on these pages, Dr. Fallon. The entire
process is really quite simple. And logical.”
    Seth glared at Kate. Logical! The
woman wouldn’t know logic if it bit her on her cute little derriere. At that
moment, the derriere in question rubbed against his thigh. Deliver me. Seth yanked his concentration off Kate’s behind and onto the papers she’d
thrust into his hands. Everything was spelled out in clear, block letters and
color-coded.
    He wanted to run, to hide upstairs
and bury his nose in a book. Book. He reached into the pocket of his jacket and
touched the slim abridged volume of Copernicus’ masterpiece, On the
Revolutions of the Heavenly