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Well, that was my intention, but I guess I hit dial, instead, because suddenly the phone was ringing.

Oops! Um… I hung up quickly, then laughed out loud at myself. That was stupid. God, I felt like a high school girl. Should I call him back?

No need. He called me.

“Oh, um, hi Boyd!” The laughter came through in my voice as I set the phone by my ear. I lay in my bed, the room dark and quiet, and I talked to a boy. No, a man. Boyd Wolf wasallman.

“Hey darlin’. I was just thinking about you. Actually, never stopped. Everything okay? Jett Markle’s not messing with you some more, is he?” His deep velvety rumble reached straight into my body, heating me from the core. And his concern… gah.

“No. I’m fine. I was just going to tell you that it was mean of you to get me all worked up and then just leave. I’m too revved up to sleep now!”

“Yeah, I was just trying to let off a little steam myself.”

My nipples hardened to diamond points. I pictured him lying on his bed, his cock in hand. “Y-you were?”

“Uh huh. I’m sorry to leave you aching, darlin’. But I had to bust up your ideas about me.”

“M-my ideas?” I still couldn’t get past the image of him stroking himself. I wanted to see that cock up close and in person. I wanted to help with my mouth and tongue. What was wrong with me? I’d wanted sex before but never had lusty thoughts about a BJ.

“That I only want in those lacy little panties. Which I do—no denying it. But I meant it when I said I was interested in sticking around here if there was a good reason. And I’m hoping that reason will be you.”

I didn’t know what to say for a second.

“That’s insane.” I sounded breathless. “You just met me. You don’t know anything about me. You couldn’t possibly want to stay and settle down with me.”

No, he hadn’t saidsettle down.But wasn’t that what he meant?

“You don’t believe in love at first sight, Doc?” he asked, his voice deep and rich like dark coffee through the phone.

My breath left me in a whoosh. What was he saying? “I-is that what you feel for me? Love?”

“From the moment I saw you in that med room at the arena. I almost lost my shit when Abe invited you out for coffee. After, in the stands, he put his hand on your shoulder, I saw red.”

“You were on the bull!” I remembered it clearly.

“I’m possessive, Audrey Ames. Like I said, from the first moment I saw you. Even Abe, who’s a good guy, shouldn’t have touched you.”

“You’re crazy!” I tried to laugh it off, but butterflies were taking wing in my belly.

“Then I found out you live in my hometown? It can’t be coincidence, darlin’. It was meant to be.”

Meant to be.

Goosebumps ran up and down my arms. “Thisis crazy.” The words tumbled out on a laugh.

“Mmm.” His deep rumble was pure sex. I thought I detected the slap of flesh and almost moaned at the thought of him abusing himself over me right now. “You know what’s not crazy?”

“What?”

“Phone sex.” Apparently, he read minds. “Me getting you off right now. Are you in bed?” he asked.

“Uh huh.” I tried to make my voice sound sexy although that was never really my game. I was not the sex kitten type. I was a doctor. We used clinical names for body parts and didn’t sexualize any of it.

“I’ve never had phone sex before,” I admitted.

“Well, that’s a shame. You’ve been missing out. Don’t worry, I’ll pop that cherry for you right now.”

He wanted phone sex. Now. With me. Oh. My. God.