Girls' Guide to Flirting with Danger by Kimberly Lang Page B

weren’t nearly as interesting as his, so he clicked the email window closed and gave up the pretense.
    This was sick. This was twisted. It was nuts to even consider.
    But it was going to happen. That much he was sure of. And he was pretty damn sure Megan felt the same way.
    Maybe if they could both get it out of their systems, then they could go back to their separate lives.
    Now to get Megan to see it that way.
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    â€œI’m fine, Mom. Really.” The lie got easier each time Megan told it. Another three hundred times and maybe she’d begin to believe it, as well.
    â€œWell, if it makes you feel any better, I think you did great on Devin’s show. I’d sign on as a client of yours any day.” Her mom was in cheerleader mode—had been since the first whiff of trouble.
    â€œThanks, Mom. But please tell me you and Daddy aren’t having problems.”
    â€œNothing a move to Florida won’t solve.”
    â€œTogether, I hope.”
    â€œOf course, honey. Don’t worry about us. We’ve been married so long divorce isn’t an option. I might kill him, but I won’t divorce him.”
    â€œGood. But try not to kill him, either. Call me first and I’ll talk you down.”
    â€œSpeaking of killing people…” Her mom’s voice took on a too-casual tone and Megan braced herself. “How are you getting along with Devin?”
    Argh. “What do you mean?”
    Mom sighed. “You’ve obviously had to spend some time with him—during the show, if nothing else. How’d that go?”
    â€œFine,” she managed to get out in a normal tone. Thank goodness her mother couldn’t see her face. She’d be busted for that lie for sure. “We’ve both grown and changed and we’re different people now, and this was a professional setting and situation, so it—” Megan broke off midramble as her mother laughed. “Okay,” she admitted, “so I’ve had better moments. You just said it all sounded fine on the radio, and that’s what matters.”
    â€œIf you say so.”
    â€œI do.” I need to change the subject. “So, Mom—”
    â€œDid you listen to his show this morning?”
    She had, but she wasn’t going to admit it. “Are you telling me you did?”
    â€œOf course. I wanted to see which way the wind was blowing. Make sure he didn’t undo any of the progress you’d made. He didn’t, by the way.”
    â€œI didn’t think he would.” But she’d listened to be sure. “Devin’s being great about this. He understands my predicament.”
    â€œSo did you two talk about anything…?”
    Not subtle, Mom. Not subtle at all. “Oh, Mom, there’s someone at the door. Can I call you later?”
    â€œOf course, honey. Take care.”
    Megan hung up and spent a brief moment feeling bad about lying to her mother. After all the Devin-related drama of the past, though, of course Mom was twitchy about her being anywhere near him again.
    And boy, did Mom have good reason to be. Megan was very twitchy about it, too, but after a long, sleepless night spent thinking, she had it under control now. The current emotional upheaval made her vulnerable. That vulnerability had her looking for a safe anchor. Years ago that anchor had been Devin, and with him here now, she was misplacing all that angst and emotion and need. That was the explanation for yesterday’s close-call chemical reaction.
    Now that she’d identified it, she could avoid it. She felt much better today with her newfound understanding of the situation. Sadly, that understanding hadn’t completely squelched the ache inside her, but it had damped it down a bit. Once she managed to rein in her subconscious’s need to explore every old fantasy she’d ever harbored, she’d be in good shape. It would just take a little time. And effort.
    Maybe in a couple