"Good evening my friend. How was your day?" "Hi Johan, today was uneventful," I lied. I racked my brain for an excuse to get rid of him, but just as I was about to feign a headache Johan said, "I have a game tonight and I need to ask a favor of you. Would you be willing to accompany my sister to the game? She doesn't know the city and I thought she would enjoy it more if she weren't alone. Are you interested?" I frown a little and explain; "Thanks Johan but I don't feel like going to a game. Maybe Alexandra next door would want to go." I knew Alexandra was hot for Johan so decided to turn the tables on him. "Come on in and we can call her." Johan was the one frowning with a little pout on his face but I was tired and had no patience for his games. He picked up on it and said, "Lets call Allie then." I called and successfully arranged the date. "Thanks Denny, I owe you a favor!" He bounced out the front door and was gone.

Showered and relaxed I spent the evening curled up on the couch with a book when I received a phone call from Alexandra. "Denny, it's me, I've locked my keys, Johan's keys and my purse in the car. Could you please get the spares in my vanity? We are at the King's St. Pub in the valley." "I know where it is, I reply. Just give me a few minutes."

After 45 minutes I'm zooming along the freeway to the pub. How like those airheads to get locked out. I have to squeeze myself into the smoky bar. An after game party is in full swing. I elbow my way through the crowd but can't seem to find my friends. Finally I hear my neighbor's shrill laugh and locate them in a dark booth. All are slightly buzzed and obviously Johan and Allie have hit it off. She was very comfortably situated, sitting on his lap, laughing uncontrollably. The sister has the dazed smile of someone attempting to look like she's having a good time. They gleefully welcome me and make room for me to sit. As I scold them for being absent minded I feel someone walk up behind me. Johan shouts a victory hoop and his friend answers in a gorgeous English accent. Johan suggests "Please accept a victory toast from us William."

Into the booth he slid and I noticed he chose to sit next to me even though Johan's sister had space next to her. William had deep blue eyes that flashed and then widened when I looked into them. He was radiating with natural masculinity that turns a quiet book- worm like me into a she wolf. Those flashing eyes strike a light into me that quickly burns throughout my body. I am shrewdly aware of the heat building up between us and I like how it makes me feel. He is obviously feeling the heat too and orders a spring water and asks if he may buy me a drink. I say I'd like the same and am pleased that this man isn't drinking alcohol. His ruffled brown hair is tousled and fresh from the shower. He is pumped from the game and ready to play.

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