Counting on Love, Book 1
... Sometimes you see love clearly. And sometimes it has to smack you in the face.
Amanda’s not looking to add anyone to her long list of commitments, so she was only trying to let a nice guy down easy by telling him a fling with Ryan broke her heart. So what if the fling only happened in her dreams? But when Ryan Kaye tempts her with the chance to go crazy and fulfill a few fantasies, she can’t resist. Thank goodness one night isn’t enough time to fall in love…
Warning: Contains a hot paramedic who knows how to get a girl to let her hair down, a girl who thinks she prefers her hair up, some naughty laser tag, some naughty role-playing and a lot of falling in love.
© copyright Erin Nicholas, 2013
Ryan signaled Carrie, the waitress. “Two of whatever each of the ladies want,” he said, pointing to Emma, Isabelle and Olivia. He looked at the girls. “Stay here and mind your own business. Or at least mind someone’s business other than mine and Amanda’s.”
Emma grinned. “You and Amanda have business in common?”
He looked down at the woman beside him. He still held on to her elbow and he became aware that she smelled really, really good. Yes, it appeared that he and Amanda had business in common. How interesting. “Just stay here,” he finally said to Emma.
He tugged Amanda through the crowd to the corner near the back door. It wasn’t exactly private, but it would work for a few minutes. That was all he would have, he was sure, before Conner realized one of his friends had one of his sisters off in a dark corner alone.
“Yes, I talked to Tim Winters,” Ryan said when they were as alone as they were going to get. “Right after he clocked me and knocked me on my ass.”
Amanda gasped. “He hit you?”
“Yeah, because I slept with you.”
“I… Oh… Um…”
Ryan fought a smile. “But it’s weird. That really seems like something I’d remember.”
She rolled her eyes. “We all probably blend together after awhile.” She said it quietly, more of a mutter really, but he heard it.
“What’s that mean?” he demanded. He put a finger under her chin and tipped her head so she had to look at him. “Amanda, what does that mean?”
She shrugged and pulled her chin away from his touch. “It means that it’s got to be difficult keeping track of everyone in and out of your bed without making them all wear name tags.”
He grinned. He couldn’t help it. She was sassy too. He liked that. And liked even more that it didn’t show all the time. Emma was pretty much what-you-see-is-what-you-get. He liked knowing that there might be layers to Amanda Dixon to discover.
“Where would they pin the name tags?” he couldn’t resist asking.
For just a moment, Amanda seemed surprised. Then she smiled. “You’ll have to get the adhesive ones, I guess.”
“Might cover up something I need to see.”
“You could try only dating women named Jennifer or something.”
He smiled. “But then Tim Winters wouldn’t believe whatever you told him about you and me.”
Amanda pressed her lips together. Then said, “I’m really sorry he hit you.”
“I’ll live. What I want to know is why he did it.”
“I thought he…told you.”
She actually blushed and Ryan wondered if he could remember the last time he’d seen a woman blush. Not off the top of his head.
“I want to hear it from you.”
She looked at the collar of his shirt instead of his eyes. “I told him I had a one-night stand with someone and had feelings for him.”
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