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.“You know what? Why don’t you ask Jeff to accompany Dr.Lang? I really have to prepare for this meeting.”Tongue in cheek, Ryan asked, “Does Dr.Lang get a vote?”“I’m afraid not,” she said, wishing for once she could shirk her responsibilities.Looking disappointed, he said, “You know what? Maybe I’ll just come back another time.”She couldn’t let him and his Beverly Hills check book walk out the door.She needed this sale; the dealership needed this sale.After sighing, she said, “Push the meeting back to 3:00, Lina.”“You got it.” She raised her hand, wiggling her fingers as she turned and walked away.She took a step back, leaned in, and whispered in Alana’s ear, “I’m letting you have this one because I know you need to get laid, but you’d better not waste this opportunity.By the way, if he has a single brother, he’s mine.”Ryan had waited months to get this woman alone.Ever since the first time he laid eyes on her at the Christmas party, he knew he had to have her.But he was seeing someone else at the time, and she refused to give up on their relationship without a fight.He spent months extricating himself by setting her up with one of his friends.Now that she was out of the picture, he was free to pursue the woman he really wanted: Alana Miller.Gripping the steering wheel, he listened to her list the car’s impressive features.He knew everything he needed to know about the car; he’d bought a similar model two years ago, but he was willing to upgrade if it would help his cause.He decided to come clean and said, “Uh, Alana, you don’t have to give me the sales pitch.I’m already sold on the car.”Her cheeks colored and she dipped her head.“Sorry, the hard sell isn’t really my style.I guess you unnerved me a little back there.”Finally, they were getting somewhere.At least she was willing to acknowledge the proverbial elephant between them.“This attraction,” he said, carefully, “please tell me I’m not the only one feeling it.”She smiled, glancing out the window.“No, you’re not the only one.” She sighed.“My life is complicated right now, Ryan.”At least she was calling him by his first name now; he supposed that was progress.Still, it was a long way from the date he hoped to secure.He had a fundraiser to attend for the hospital, and he hadn’t invited a date simply because she was the only person who’d appealed to him in a long time.“Tell me about it.Why is your life so complicated?”She looked at him a long time before answering, as though she was considering whether she was ready to confide in him.“My father had a stroke a while back…”“I’m sorry to hear that,” he said, keeping one eye on her, the other on the road.After deciding to navigate out of the city traffic, where he couldn’t focus his attention on her, he signaled and merged onto the freeway.She didn’t seem to notice, or if she did, she didn’t comment on the change in direction.“He’s been running this business for thirty years, since I was just a little girl.”“The stroke left him incapacitated?” he asked, pushing the button to turn the radio off.He knew confiding in him must be difficult for her.He didn’t need or want any distractions.“He’s learned to do everything all over again: walking, talking, dressing himself…” Her voice broke.“Watching him struggle is so hard.”“I can imagine,” he said, quietly.“I lost my father a few years ago, a heart attack.” He was still getting used to life without him.Sometimes he would pick up the phone on a Sunday afternoon to ask him whether he wanted to play a round of golf, and he would remember he was gone.The pain hit him all over again every time he realized his father, his friend, wasn’t going to share the big moments, like his wedding, the birth of his first child…“I’m so sorry,” she said, reaching out to touch his leg.“Here I am complaining about my situation.At least I still have my father.”He turned down the street toward his house, almost on auto-pilot.He hadn’t intended to bring her here, but the need to be alone with her was obviously fueling his subconscious.“It’s okay,” he said, reveling in her genuine compassion.He hadn’t shared his pain with anyone outside of his immediate family in a long time.His sister and mother were the only ones who could begin to understand, so while they often shared fond memories, he’d chosen not to burden his friends and colleagues with his private pain.“I just wanted you to know that I understand, and I’m a good listener, if you want to talk about it.”He lowered the window and pressed the buttons to open the gilded wrought iron gates leading up to his home.He wasn’t trying to impress her; he just wanted to invite her into his inner sanctuary so she could begin to understand him.“I hope you don’t mind? I thought we could grab some lunch and talk for a while before you have to go back to work?”She drew her plump bottom lip between her teeth as he studied her.She was gorgeous, but real, something he rarely saw in his line of work.Her lips were full and sensuous, but he knew they weren’t filled with Botox.Her teeth were straight and white, but one was ever so slightly tilted, which told him they weren’t veneers.She laughed.“Why do I feel like you’re sizing me up?”God, was he being that obvious? “I’m sorry,” he said, cutting the engine.“Occupational hazard, I guess.”“Thinking about all the ways you’d like to mold and shape me if you ever got me under the knife?”He heard the edge to her voice and knew his comment was misconstrued.“You can’t be serious? In my mind, nothing is sexier than a natural beauty.”She rolled her eyes as she reached for the door handle.“Whatever you say, Doc.”He grabbed her other hand.“Alana, I’m serious.I think you’re gorgeous.” He leaned in, brushing his lips against her cheek.“Why do you think I haven’t been able to get you out of my head?”She pulled away, obviously unimpressed by his declaration, and opened the door.He cursed himself for feeding her what must sound like a cheesy line and met her around the front of the car.After following the direction of her gaze, he knew he was busted.“I can see why I didn’t have to sell you on the features of the car.You already own one.”He shrugged.“It’s a couple of years old.I’m thinking it might be time for an upgrade.”She smirked.“You’re a good liar.I’ll give you that.”He wasn’t lying.He wouldn’t hesitate to buy the car if it would convince her he was serious about pursuing her.“I can write you a check for the car right now.”She gaped at him.“You would do that? Why?”“Because I like you, a lot.” He tucked a strand of her long, platinum blonde hair behind her ear and smiled when she turned into his palm, closing her eyes.He would bet the cost of that car that she hadn’t been with a man in a long time, too long.“And I want to get to know you better.” He moved in, circling his arms around her waist.“I’d like to see where this could go, Alana.”She shook her head, flattening her palms against his chest.“I already know where it’s going.Nowhere [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]