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My eyes blaze. “Oh, he was actually tending bar, all right.”

“Really? Wow.”

“I don’t know how he arranged it—the guy’s a magician—but when Jonas and I got there, Josh was behind the bar serving drinks like effing Tom Cruise inCocktail.In fact, there was one woman who was just about ready to jump his bones.”

“Oh. You made mincemeat out of her, I imagine.”

“Of course.”

“Oh, Kitty Kat.”

“Meow.”

Sarah giggles. “What bar was it?”

“Oh, you’re gonna laugh.ThePine Box.”

Sarah throws her hands over her face. “No!”

“Yes. The whole time I was having flashbacks to when you and I watched Jonas with that bitch.”

Sarah shakes her head. “Why would Jonas take youthere?”

“Actually, it was really sweet. While we sat there on our date, he gave me a detailed play-by-play of when he first saw you behind that stupid menu.”

“He did? Aw.” Sarah visibly swoons. “Jonas is so sweet.”

“Well, yeah, he might be sweet, but he’s a date from hell. What guy goes out on a date and babbles the whole time about falling in love, sight unseen, with another girl? What a jerk. Who could blame me for screwing the hot bartender in the bathroom?”

Sarah makes a truly ridiculous face. “I can’t believe you had sex in the bathroom at The Pine Box.”

“Aw, come on now. Don’t be a Judgy McJudgy-pants, girl. I thought you said Jonas has been helping you find your dirty girl. Trust me, there’s nothing wrong with engaging in a little bathroom sex on occasion. You should try it some time, little Miss Goody Two-shoes. You might like it.”

She snickers. “Well, gosh, thanks for the tip, Kitty Kat. Maybe I will. One day. If I can muster the courage.”

There’s a beat. Sarah’s the absolute worst at playing it cool. She looks like a cartoon character with a secret.

I smirk. “So I take it from that ridiculous expression on your face you and Jonas have already had some über-hot bathroom-sex, huh?”

Sarah bursts into hearty, snorting laughter and her face turns bright red. “AtThe Pine Box!”

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I’m absolutely screaming with laughter.

Henn and Hannah are onstage right now, delivering a straight-upredonkkaraoke version of “You’re the One That I Want” fromGrease.I knew these two would be magic if I could get them together, I just knew it, but even I couldn’t have predicted how truly destined for each other they’d be. John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John have absolutely nothing on these two in the made-for-each-other department. They’re utter perfection.

I hear Sarah squeal with laughter to my right and I glance at her. She’s dancing in her chair and singing along as she watches Henn and Hannah onstage.

God, this is the best night ever. Better than any fantasy.

Yes, being Josh’s million-dollar whore was pretty damned exciting; and, yes, having him pick me over a supermodel felt pretty damned good; and, of course, being bound and fucked in a sex dungeon was freaking hot, too; and yesterday’s tryst in the bathroom with that Hottie McHottie-pants bartender was ridiculously scorching, not to mention the look on that woman’s face when I emerged from the bathroom and left with two hot guys. But, as titillating and sexy and hilarious as all that stuff has been, none of it is what I thought about while missing Josh and getting down with my battery-operated boyfriend this week. Nope. When I crawled into my empty bed at the end of each long and lonely day this past week, aching for Josh a thousand miles away in Los Angeles, I fantasized about one thing and one thing only: Josh making love to me to that James Bay song.

And today at work, whenever my mind meandered to daydreams of Josh (as it so often did), what did I dream about (besides the wayhe made love to me last week to that James Bay song)? Sex dungeons? Bartenders? Ski masks? Nope. I thought about how excited I am to introduce him to my family tomorrow night. And to sing the “Fish Heads” song at the fish market—an activity we’ve planned for tomorrow, perhaps after a leisurely brunch (after we’ve spent our first night together inmybed).

I lean into Josh’s shoulder and breathe in his scent and he wraps his arm around me. I look up at him and grin and he beams a heart-stopping smile at me.

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