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  “I was going to tell you, anyway.” She sat stiff and straight. “I just wanted to be in my nightgown to do it.”

  “Your nightgown.” Charlie clamped down on his evil thoughts and patted her hand. “Well, I’m sorry I’m going to miss that. Why your nightgown?”

  She sighed. “Joe thinks this is a bad idea.”

  “Joe’s no dummy. If he thinks it is, it probably is.”

  “I think so, too. Forget it.” She stood up, and he caught her hand.

  “Oh, no, you don’t. Just in case you change your mind, I need to be prepared. Are we going to go Vaseline Mark’s car windows? Put Tabasco in Lisa’s diaphragm?”

  Allie sat down again next to him. “All right. I have a favor to ask.”

  Charlie tried to look encouraging. “Shoot.” Allie looked so uncomfortable, he was ready for anything.

  She took a deep breath. “I want you to sleep with me.”

  * * *

  Charlie didn’t say anything, and she stole a glance at him.

  He looked stunned.

  She should have know it wouldn’t work. She wasn’t the seductress type. She flopped back against the couch, defeated. “I know it’s dumb, but I had this plan. I thought maybe if I slept with somebody else, I’d get over Mark permanently. Sort of like getting right back on the horse after you’ve been thrown.”

  Charlie made a sound like a strangled laugh.

  “What did you say?”

  “I whinnied.”

  Allie fought back a smile. “You laughed. Okay, go ahead. I just…” The words were too dumb to say out loud, so she shut up and shrugged instead.

  Charlie leaned back beside her. “Why don’t you tell me about it?”

  Allie hesitated and then gave in. “Well, it’s hard to explain without sounding stupid. Everybody at the station thinks Mark is God. We were working together, making the show a hit, and when we started dating, it just felt right, I guess.” She wrinkled her nose as she thought. “And he was really good to me.” She turned her head to look Charlie in the eye, trying to make him understand. “I know he wasn’t impressive today, but he really was good to me. I’ve never been that anxious to settle down, but I thought we’d be together forever, working on the show.” She shook her head in disgust. “I was stupid. But it was still hard to give up. And I still miss it.” She stopped and frowned. “But you know, I think I miss the relationship more than I miss him.”

  Charlie shook his head. “Everybody at the station thinks he’s God? They must be morons.”

  “Not all of them. Just me.”

  Charlie frowned at her. “If you’re going to feel sorry for yourself, get off my couch and go to your room.”

  Allie relaxed back into the couch. “You know, I’m a very good producer. I just can’t handle my personal life.”

  Charlie snorted. “You and about twenty million other people. It’s a common failing.”

  She rolled her head sideways to look at him. “How do you do it?”

  Charlie grinned at her. “Not very well. I have this commitment problem.”

  “You and about twenty million other guys.” Allie grinned back. “Big deal. I bet once it’s over for you, it’s over. I bet you don’t go on obsessing about it afterward.”

  “No. But then I’ve never loved anyone enough to obsess about it.”

  “Well, that’s just my point.” She sat up again. “I’m not sure I loved Mark. I didn’t even like Mark much toward the end, which may be one of the reasons he dumped me. But I was used to being with him, working on the show, you know? I’m just… stuck in this stupid rut, and I need something to bounce me out of it.”

  Charlie looked confused but not condemning. “So, your plan was that we’d sleep together, and then what?”

  “Then I’d be over Mark, and we’d go to work.”

  “A short-term arrangement.” He sounded noncommittal, which wasn’t encouraging.

  Allie tried to get back to selling the idea. “Absolutely. A one-night stand. No strings. The last thing in the world I need right now is another relationship.” The thought of trying to keep another man happy made her tired all by itself. “I’m just sick of feeling like I’m going to throw up every time I see Mark.”

  “You and about twenty million other people.”

  Allie laughed. “No, really.” She tried to be serious. “He’s a nice guy. Lots of people like him. His show is very popular. And he takes a nice publicity picture.”

  “Oh, that’s important in radio, taking a good picture.”

  Allie turned to look at him when she heard the scorn in his voice. “Oh? And what do you do in radio?”

  Charlie tensed for a moment and then relaxed deeper into the couch. “Well, there used to be a really late show in Lawrenceville from two to six. After Two with Ten Tenniel.” He grinned down at her and she grinned back because it was impossible not to. “Strange people call from two to six. I’m hoping the ten-to-two people are at least half as bizarre.”

  His voice was low but it kept his grin in it when he talked. That was one of things she liked best about him, although actually, there was a lot to like about Charlie. She leaned a little closer to him. “You like bizarre? Then you’re going to love WBBB.”

  “I love bizarre. That’s why I let you pick me up.” He looked down at her, and she could have sworn she saw heat in his eyes. But then, what did she know about men?

  Charlie stood up and pulled her off the couch. “Go to bed, Allie, so I can go to bed. You get the bathroom first.” He patted her shoulder. “I’ll help you with Mark tomorrow, not by sleeping with you, but now I’ve got to get some real sleep.”

  Well, that was that. Allie walked back to her bedroom door. She should have known it wouldn’t work.

  Rats.

  Unless…

  * * *

  Charlie watched her walk toward her bedroom and tried to feel virtuous for turning her down. He did feel virtuous. He’d made a great sacrifice. There was nothing he wanted more than to be in Allie’s hands.

  In Allie’s bed.

  Oh, hell.

  Feeling virtuous was a lousy trade for what he was giving up.

  Allie stopped, and then turned back to him, a much too innocent look on her face. “How about a smaller favor?”

  “Smaller than sex?”

  “Yes.” She drifted back to him, and he felt wary again.

  “What?”

  Allie took off her glasses and lifted her chin. “Kiss me. So I can concentrate this time. I missed it the last time. In the bar.”

  Charlie ran his fingers through his hair. All his instincts told him to run, but she was standing there with that great mouth, and he wanted it. “You really are something. You treat all the guys you meet like this?”

  Allie shook her head, and he watched the light glint in her hair as it swung back and forth. “Nope. You just happened to hit me on a very unusual day.”

  “Lucky me.” Charlie swallowed and surrendered. “Okay, pucker up, but this time, pay attention. I don’t want to have to keep on doing this.”

  She nodded. “Right.”

  Allie lifted her face to his, and he bent and kissed her. He meant to make it brief, but the softness of her mouth moved against his and took his breath away. I’m in big trouble here, he thought, and then he stopped thinking.

  He felt her hand on his cheek, and he closed his eyes. She was intoxicating, and he opened his mouth and teased her lips with his tongue until she opened to him and he could taste her.

  Her body moved against him, and he held her close, moving his hands up to her shoulders and then back down to the small of her back, pressing her hips close to his, soft against him.

  When he finally broke the kiss, they were both breathless.

  “Thank you,” Allie said unsteadily as she stepped back. “That was very nice. Good night.” She backed away into the bathroom and shut the door.

  Charlie sat down on the couch and tried to remember where he was.

  He was