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way to ruin her date with Kevin and get Ben alone at her house.
    “Say something like what?”
    “Like swearing, or maybe talking about sex or something.”
    Jess raised her eyebrows. “Do you know a lot of women who talk about sex on the first date?”
    He leaned in, the look in his eyes warm. “You did.”
    She wet her lips. “The night at the bar playing pool wasn’t a date.”
    “It was the first time we were out together. And you were talking about my cock from almost the first minute.”
    Jess pulled in a breath through her nose. She remembered every detail of that night. She’d had a crush on Ben for months and had shown up in the bar to keep him from driving home drunk…or ending up in another woman’s bed.
    “I didn’t use the word cock,” she said, her eyes on his mouth.
    The heat in his eyes grew hotter. He loved when she talked dirty. And he knew it could get so much better than that.
    “Speaking of your cock—”
    Ben’s phone chimed with a text message.
    He glanced down. Then frowned.
    Jess sighed. “What’s Gina need now?” She wasn’t concerned about Gina and Ben, of course. Jessica was most definitely taking him home. She even found it a little entertaining that Ben didn’t realize Gina had a thing for him. But she did need to point it out before Gina hurt Kevin’s feelings by using him to get Ben’s attention.
    “She asked if I thought her dress was too sexy for a date with Kevin.”
    Jess raised an eyebrow and waited. He didn’t say anything. “Well?” she finally prompted.
    “It’s a little short. And tight,” Ben admitted. “But he’s not going to judge her based on that.”
    No, Jessica was sure that Kevin appreciated women’s legs and breasts as much as the next guy. It was what he did about it—or didn’t do, as the case may be—that set him apart.
    “Should I tell her that?” Ben asked.
    Hell, no. All he was going to do was confirm that he’d noticed her dress. And that it was short. Jessica leaned in and took his phone away from him. “You need to ignore Gina,” she said. “She needs to focus on Kevin.”
    “She is. She wants to be sure the date is going well,” Ben said.
    No. She wanted to be sure that Ben was paying attention to her and her short, tight dress and the fact that she was drinking tequila. All of which would come together nicely when she asked him for a ride home.
    Jessica needed to distract Ben to keep him from answering Gina’s texts. Ultimately she needed to get him out of the restaurant and off Gina’s list of options for the evening. Not that he was truly on her list of options, ever. But it wasn’t fair to Kevin if Gina was flirting with another guy. If that guy was out of the picture, then Gina would have to really notice Kevin. She’d see what a great guy he was and give him a chance.
    Of course, now she could never invite Gina over for barbecues or anything. But they’d deal with that when Kevin fell madly in love with her.
    “The last time I wore this dress, I didn’t have it on for very long,” she said. “I didn’t realize how hot leather could be.” She wiggled on her seat, inching the skirt of her dress up her thighs.
    Ben’s gaze dropped to the bare skin. “I thought it was hot the second I saw it.”
    In fact, he’d swept her up into his arms and headed for the nearest bed—which, since they’d been at the hospital, just happened to be in exam room six.
    Jess turned in the booth, her back to the rest of the restaurant. It wasn’t a bright, fast-food place by any means and the booths were set deep into the walls with high partitions around them. All very convenient in her opinion.
    “One of the things I like best about being married is being able to say things to you like ‘put your hand up my skirt’.”
     
     
    Ben stared at his wife. She looked even better in the blue dress now than the first time he’d seen her. The first time she’d worn it had been when she was trying to get him back after they’d