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trepidation on her friends’ faces. Trying not to laugh, Erica said, “That’s right,” and she was proud of how cool she sounded—as if the idea didn’t give her a little apprehension herself.
    â€œBut with Ian Conrad ?”
    Erica’s reaction had been the same as Asia’s, but she shrugged. “Yeah, so? What’s wrong with Ian?”
    With a worried look, Becky said, “Nothing’s wrong with him, exactly.”
    Asia agreed. “Nope. Not a thing.”
    Fidgeting, glancing at Asia, Becky said, “Except that he’s, well . . .”
    â€œEnormous,” Asia supplied.
    Becky nodded. “Yes, enormous. Perfect description. And maybe . . .” She searched for the new word.
    â€œForceful.”
    â€œExactly. Very forceful.” Becky looked quite concerned by that fact.
    Maintaining her lazy pose, Erica looked first at Asia, then Becky. “He’s so quiet, how do you know he’s forceful?”
    Asia pushed back her long brown hair and propped her chin on a fist. “Maybe it’s because he’s so quiet, and still everything gets done. He’ll have some guys start working on wiring something and if they don’t get it right, he doesn’t say a word, he just has this . . . look.”
    â€œHe does have a look,” Becky said.
    Asia shivered. “All the new guys stammer around him.”
    â€œSo do the women,” Becky confided. “I’ve heard them asking him out, coming on to him. And you know what he does?”
    Despite herself, Erica was fascinated. “No, what does he do?”
    â€œHe gets this little smile and this real gentle look in his eyes and, oh, man, it’s . . .”
    â€œDevastating.” Asia sighed.
    â€œAnd then . . .” Becky bit her bottom lip, building the suspense.
    â€œThen?” Erica prompted her.
    â€œHe says no.”
    â€œNo?”
    â€œThat’s right, no. He turns all the women down.”
    Erica snorted. Ian Conrad was not a monk, and he sure didn’t strike her as the type who favored celibacy. The man oozed sexuality out of every pore. “Like I’m supposed to believe that?”
    â€œIt’s true. Ask them. Yesterday in the ladies’ room they were speculating about whether or not he’s gay.”
    After a disgruntled huff, Asia rolled her eyes. “Wounded vanity. Just because a guy’s selective . . .”
    Erica started laughing. Sometimes her friends were downright nuts. “I had no idea you two had taken so much notice of him. And here you’re both supposed to be happily involved women.”
    â€œWe noticed you noticing,” Becky explained, “so naturally we paid closer attention.”
    Erica studied her two best friends—her two guilty best friends. “And then you sicced Cameron and George on Ian to set me up because you thought I’d need help with that?”
    Asia flattened back in her chair. “No way! We told you that was an accident. George was just talking about it—”
    â€œAbout me. ”
    â€œYeah.” Asia grinned. “But you give them both such a hard time, you know they’re dying to see how this turns out for you.”
    â€œThey’re dying to see me get my comeuppance, you mean.”
    â€œNot true.” Becky appeared affronted by such an idea. “George is actually a little worried about you.”
    â€œWorried? Why?”
    Becky’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Ian makes everyone nervous. He wouldn’t have been my choice for you.”
    Damn, if they kept this up, she was going to get more nervous. And she was plenty anxious enough already without any added help.
    Hoping to convince herself as well as her two friends, Erica boasted, “I can handle Ian, don’t you worry about that. He might seem like the big, quiet, intimidating type, but he’s still just a man, and like all men, he’ll—”
    Becky suddenly