again. I'm going to finish Sophie's house and be done with her."
"She really gets to you, doesn't she?"
Lance saw her rosy lips parting for his invasion, remembered the salty passion of her kiss. "She's dangerous. And Reid?"
"Yeah?"
"So is her sister. Stay away from her. When we're finished with the house, I don't want any ties left to the Lane sisters."
* * *
Sophie gestured toward the screen, where highlights from the first two couples' dates had already aired. Apparently couple number one, Brenda and Larry, had enjoyed Paris and had decided to continue seeing one another. Shandra and Dwayne had hit it off as well and gotten hitched in Barbados.
At least two of the couples had experienced success.
Music played along with the last footage of her date with Rory. He sat onstage across from her looking confident in a designer suit, his grin feeding the audience's romantic ideas of happy endings. She hadn't yet broken the news to her winning date that she had not found him winning.
"So, Rory, do you want to give us your version of things?" Sophie's assistant, Eden, said. "Then we'll hear from our host."
"The limo ride was great, the water sports, the beach, the tour all ranked top-notch. And the food, wine, and atmosphere, I couldn't have picked a more romantic spot if I'd chosen it myself." He threw his arm across the back of the chair. "In fact, the weekend was nearly perfect."
"Nearly perfect?"
He gave Sophie a conspiratorial wink. "Yeah, nearly. But we have our secrets, don't we, Sophie?"
Sophie squirmed.
"How could a man not have enjoyed himself with a dynamite woman like Sophie Lane on his arm? And you saw her in that string bikini...."
The audience laughed. Nerves skittered in Sophie's stomach as Eden turned toward her. A few more minutes and the show would end. "Cancun was everything I'd imagined and more. And Rory was a fabulous date."
"He looks pretty good in a bathing suit, too," Eden said, earning a round of applause from the crowd.
"Yes, and in a tux." Sophie accepted his hand graciously, although she was beginning to perspire beneath the hot lights.
"So is love in the stars for the two of you?" Eden asked.
Rory's gaze met hers and Sophie feigned a smile. "Only the future will tell."
His grin spread from ear to ear. "If I have my way about it, the romance has just begun."
The audience burst into applause and Sophie laughed, playing along, desperate to escape.
When the crowd finally died down, she gave a lead-in to Tuesday's show. "Tomorrow we'll hear from a singles service here in Savannah. So have your pens and pencils ready to learn how you can join and meet the man or woman of your dreams."
"I Will Always Love You" wafted over the speakers, and Sophie stood, waving to the audience.
"Sophie, I meant what I said." Rory slid his hands in his pockets. "Can we see each other soon?"
"I... I don't know, Rory," Sophie hedged. "I'll be busy with this singles series this week, and my sister's in town—"
"No problem, I have to go to Atlanta for a couple of weeks. I'll call you when I return and we can get together."
Sophie nodded and let him kiss her cheek, then headed to her office to organize her thoughts for the next day's show.
Maybe by the time Rory returned, she'd have Lance out of her system, and she'd be more open to Rory's affection.
* * *
If I have my way about it, the romance has just begun. You saw her in that string bikini. The weekend was nearly perfect. Dalton's comments echoed in Lance's head as he hammered at the Sheetrock that needed replacing in the kitchen wall. We have our secrets, don't we, Sophie?
Just what the hell had he meant by that? Secrets as in that they'd had wild sex or romped naked on the beach?
Not that he cared if the two of them saw each other again or if they'd had wild sex or romped naked on the beach. But damn it, last night the woman had kissed him like she could eat him up, then sent him away with his gut in knots and had him arrested. He didn't care.
"She really gets to you, doesn't she?"
Lance saw her rosy lips parting for his invasion, remembered the salty passion of her kiss. "She's dangerous. And Reid?"
"Yeah?"
"So is her sister. Stay away from her. When we're finished with the house, I don't want any ties left to the Lane sisters."
* * *
Sophie gestured toward the screen, where highlights from the first two couples' dates had already aired. Apparently couple number one, Brenda and Larry, had enjoyed Paris and had decided to continue seeing one another. Shandra and Dwayne had hit it off as well and gotten hitched in Barbados.
At least two of the couples had experienced success.
Music played along with the last footage of her date with Rory. He sat onstage across from her looking confident in a designer suit, his grin feeding the audience's romantic ideas of happy endings. She hadn't yet broken the news to her winning date that she had not found him winning.
"So, Rory, do you want to give us your version of things?" Sophie's assistant, Eden, said. "Then we'll hear from our host."
"The limo ride was great, the water sports, the beach, the tour all ranked top-notch. And the food, wine, and atmosphere, I couldn't have picked a more romantic spot if I'd chosen it myself." He threw his arm across the back of the chair. "In fact, the weekend was nearly perfect."
"Nearly perfect?"
He gave Sophie a conspiratorial wink. "Yeah, nearly. But we have our secrets, don't we, Sophie?"
Sophie squirmed.
"How could a man not have enjoyed himself with a dynamite woman like Sophie Lane on his arm? And you saw her in that string bikini...."
The audience laughed. Nerves skittered in Sophie's stomach as Eden turned toward her. A few more minutes and the show would end. "Cancun was everything I'd imagined and more. And Rory was a fabulous date."
"He looks pretty good in a bathing suit, too," Eden said, earning a round of applause from the crowd.
"Yes, and in a tux." Sophie accepted his hand graciously, although she was beginning to perspire beneath the hot lights.
"So is love in the stars for the two of you?" Eden asked.
Rory's gaze met hers and Sophie feigned a smile. "Only the future will tell."
His grin spread from ear to ear. "If I have my way about it, the romance has just begun."
The audience burst into applause and Sophie laughed, playing along, desperate to escape.
When the crowd finally died down, she gave a lead-in to Tuesday's show. "Tomorrow we'll hear from a singles service here in Savannah. So have your pens and pencils ready to learn how you can join and meet the man or woman of your dreams."
"I Will Always Love You" wafted over the speakers, and Sophie stood, waving to the audience.
"Sophie, I meant what I said." Rory slid his hands in his pockets. "Can we see each other soon?"
"I... I don't know, Rory," Sophie hedged. "I'll be busy with this singles series this week, and my sister's in town—"
"No problem, I have to go to Atlanta for a couple of weeks. I'll call you when I return and we can get together."
Sophie nodded and let him kiss her cheek, then headed to her office to organize her thoughts for the next day's show.
Maybe by the time Rory returned, she'd have Lance out of her system, and she'd be more open to Rory's affection.
* * *
If I have my way about it, the romance has just begun. You saw her in that string bikini. The weekend was nearly perfect. Dalton's comments echoed in Lance's head as he hammered at the Sheetrock that needed replacing in the kitchen wall. We have our secrets, don't we, Sophie?
Just what the hell had he meant by that? Secrets as in that they'd had wild sex or romped naked on the beach?
Not that he cared if the two of them saw each other again or if they'd had wild sex or romped naked on the beach. But damn it, last night the woman had kissed him like she could eat him up, then sent him away with his gut in knots and had him arrested. He didn't care.
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