Going for Four: Counting on Love, Book 4 Read Online Free Page A

simple chemistry.
    Not that she’d been truly tempted again since Jeff. Until Cody.
    The heat between them was undeniable. And she liked and trusted him.
    But she knew him.
    He made her hot, she sincerely liked him, and she was sure he could make her first time worth it. But Cody didn’t do serious relationships. He didn’t even really do romance. He was naturally attentive and charming and funny and sweet, which made it easy for him to get women and keep them from hating him after they broke up. But he didn’t have a lot of…follow-through. He didn’t go out of his way. He definitely didn’t make big, grand gestures—or even small gestures.
    And she definitely wanted big, grand gestures from whoever she fell in love with. And she definitely wanted to be in love with the man she first slept with. Old-fashioned and naive maybe, but still true.
    In spite of her mistakes with men, her romantic hopes were still alive and well. She wanted a guy like the men her sisters had fallen for, a guy like in the movies, a guy who would move heaven and earth to be with her.
    She wasn’t sure path-of-least-resistance Cody Madsen was that guy.
    And maybe that was Conner’s concern too. The guys had a history. It was confusing, because Conner respected and trusted Cody in everything else. Something major had happened. Something the guys didn’t talk about. Something that hadn’t ended their friendship but that made Conner distrustful of Cody when it came to women. She hadn’t asked more about it, and she hadn’t argued. Conner had never given her bad advice or not been there when she needed him. If he asked her not to do something, she wouldn’t.
    Even if it meant turning to a computer matching service to find a guy who could keep her honest.
    “You’re really going to make me watch you have a real relationship with another guy?” Cody asked after she’d typed for a few minutes.
    She made herself not react to the fact that he was obviously jealous. It didn’t matter.
    “You’re going to be so busy with Miss Perfect, you won’t even notice.”
    He sighed. “Fine, then let’s find this perfect woman. I’d prefer to be happily head over heels before you are, if you don’t mind.”
    There was certainly an underlying sweetness in his words, but she couldn’t get past the idea of him being head over heels to truly appreciate it. Yep. This was going to be great.
    “Here.” She passed him the computer. “Make sure I got everything on your profile right.”
    He skimmed through the screens, then looked up at her. “You got all of it exactly right.”
    She shrugged. “It’s stuff like what kind of movies you like and if you’re a morning person or a night person.”
    He clicked on a few screens and read quietly for a few minutes. “And you nailed it on all the answers about what I’m looking for in a date.”
    And if he compared those answers to the ones she’d put on her own profile, he’d see they matched almost perfectly.
    She grabbed the laptop back from him. “Now all we need is to pick a photo and choose a username.”
    “You have me in as hotguy1981. I like it.”
    She rolled her eyes. “That’s a placeholder. I had to put something so I could answer all the questions.”
    “Let’s keep it.”
    She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and started clicking through the photos she had stored in her pictures file. She found her favorite—the night of the costume party. She’d talked him into going, but only after she agreed to his stipulation—he got to choose her costume and she got to choose his.
    That night, he’d shown up grinning like an idiot.
    That grin had grown even wider when he realized what she’d picked out for him.
    They’d ended up at the party as Captain Hook and Red Riding Hood—the sexy versions from the TV show Once Upon a Time that they’d watched in marathon mode and enjoyed the hell out of together.
    That photo was her favorite because of the memories it brought back. Yes,