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    Savannah braced one foot against the wall as she slipped her hand lower and fingered her folds. The tip of her finger entered her pussy easily. She pushed in deeper.
    It had been a while since she’d had a lover. And her fingers were no substitution for a nice, hard cock.
    Adding a second finger, she pumped deeply and rocked her hips. She lowered her other hand and started to play with her clit again. Her breathing picked up, and her cunt tingled.
    She climaxed with a small moan. The release was nice but nowhere close to what she was really craving.
    Savannah removed her fingers from her pussy and picked the shower gel back up. She gave her body a quick wash. At least she felt warmer. Rinsing off, she smiled, thinking about Kurt showering with her the next time.
    She had to get up early to make sure that her two promised dishes would be ready to take to Sara’s. Sara had told her that she’d given Kurt the job of bringing the salad since he was, after all, a man. Savannah had laughed at that. It was just another thing she needed to learn about the man she was interested in. Did he like to cook? If he didn’t, she could teach him a few easy but good meals.
    Most of the information she did know about him she had got from Sara and Clint. But she wanted to know him, to find out what made him tick. There was only so much you could learn about someone without really spending time with them.
    She wanted to know the little things about Kurt.
    She turned off the water and reached blindly for the towel she’d hung over the shower rod. She wiped the water from her face, wondering about his habits. Did he prefer to shower in the morning or at night? Did he like to curl up on the couch and watch movies or was he more of a book person? Was he an early riser or did he like to sleep in?
    Those were things she wanted to find out by experiencing them with him.
    She would start working on finding the answers the next day.

Chapter Three
    Kurt knew Sara had given him the easiest assignment of food for the dinner—a salad for eight. Not that difficult to do. He’d picked up the ingredients earlier in the week. He could have bought a pre-made salad—in fact Sara had probably thought he would—but he wanted to surprise her. She had, after all, been giving him a hard time about not being able to cook.
    But he would show her. He had his laptop open on the counter with the web page that he had saved. He’d Googled simple, easy salad recipes and had found one that even he couldn’t screw up. Not that he was trying to impress anyone…
    Oh hell, who was he kidding? He wanted to impress Savannah. And if he pleased Sara with his contribution to dinner she was sure to share that with her friend.
    He’d already showered and dressed in his best pair of jeans and a dark blue long-sleeved Henley. After he was finished putting his ingredients together, he would be ready to go. He chopped up the iceberg lettuce then added it to the romaine he already had in the bowl.
    He had about half an hour before he needed to leave for Clint’s. Living just a couple of blocks away would be convenient today since a snow storm had hit the night before. The first snow fall of year had come with two solid inches. Even now there were still small flurries falling. He hoped the roads weren’t bad. Since there hadn’t been time for the snow to melt and freeze again, he didn’t think they would be too dangerous and he really wanted Savannah to make it over for dinner.
    He finished the last of the lettuce before lining up the carrots to slice. He worked quickly until he had all the ingredients inside the large plastic bowl he’d purchased. He snapped the lid before tossing it up in the air and catching it easily. It was a tossed salad, after all.
    Laughing at himself, he set the bowl to the side and headed into the back of the house to get his boots and jacket. He paused by the front door and picked up his keys from the side table. He pressed the remote start