Music, Drinks, And A Perfect Woman

Marcus picked the Red River Club. He said he heard someone talking about the place a few weeks back and it was not that far from his apartment and decided to go. Toby typed the address into his phone and followed the directions to a huge Honkytonk. He could feel the bass pounding as he drove by. Thankfully, Marcus was standing outside waiting for him. It looked like they were doing body cavity searches to enter. But he knew they were just checking ID's. 

Making sure his wallet was in his pocket they headed for the line. Several cute young girls were being sent away, he assumed because their fake IDs didn't cut it. They must not have been very good ones. Toby was amazed that Marcus wasn't following them as he pointed them out. That would be his kind of woman, too dumb to know better. They may not be over eighteen either. That was a good reason not to follow them.

He was getting excited. This place was big, and the music was great. With a grin and a pat on the shoulder they got in line. Lots of women were filing through the door and a number had Toby's attention, they filled out their jeans in just the right way. He just hoped he could find them inside this huge place. The music was loud and vibrating the walls with the bass as they talked in line outside the place. 

"So how did it go?" Marcus asked.

"I found a job and the pay is better than the old one. I start Monday morning," Toby told him as he looked around at the competition. The other men seemed to be in groups of three or more. But then again so were the women. It seemed no one was by themselves. Once he got to the door, he could see why. The place was packed and you're better off in numbers in that place. 

Grabbing a beer, they started the hunt. Marcus was glad to see Toby was actively looking. He hated when he was aloof, the girls could tell he was not interested, which gave him almost no chance. 

After an hour of looking and enjoying the music, they had a good band on stage playing known songs, he noticed two girls broke off from the pack and Toby pointed them out. Waiting for them to come out of the bathroom they moved in. It was easier to approach two than ten. Pushing Toby out in front as they zeroed in on them, one thin one thick. They were the perfect duo for them. 

"This place is huge. I have never been here before, what can you tell me about the place," Toby asked as they walked by when both girls turned, and he knew he had them. That, Oh My God, look he received from both told him, as Marcus stepped up beside him. The girls gave them their attention. One drink down second ordered, and the conversation went to, what part of town are you from? 

They found out the women had taken an Uber there so they knew they would need a ride home with someone. Yes, it could be one of their friends or it could be them. Another good thing about Toby, he likes the thick ones. The only man Marcus knows who picks the chubby over the thin if he has the option. Toby zeroed in on who he considered was the prettiest girl. She was just thick enough for most men to pass over for the skinny one next to her. She knew it as she checked out the competition but noticed this man was paying all his attention to her. 

So, when she gave all her attention to him, he knew she was his. He knew with the tilt of her body when she talked to him with a blush on her cheeks, he had her. He couldn't wait to dive in. Marcus wasn't doing too well with her friend. He was sure the other girl expected him to go for her leaving her friend as sloppy chubby seconds for Marcus. When it didn't happen, the thin girl looked pissed, and Marcus would have to step up his game or go looking elsewhere. 

Toby laid it on thick wanting to win over this sexy beauty. Using his great smile at every funny thing she said he laughed. He did like her; she had a quick wit and a great smile. Toby was a sucker for a great smile. She had to have at least D's if not double D's, and she had no problem having them right out there to be seen. He wondered how much longer this dance would continue before she asked him home with her. He was caught up in the conversation and realized they were alone. Apparently, Marcus took the hint and was on the prowl again. 

*

Her name was Candace, and she kept looking to venture out to the dance floor, so he extended his hand. The beers that he drank had him loosened up enough, it took a while, but Toby got the hint that she wanted to dance. He could do a decent two step. Getting several looks from the women lining the floor, he knew they had pegged him as a chubby chaser. So, what if he is going against societal expectations, this is what he likes, a woman with some meat on her. 

He whipped her around as they started out on the dance floor. As she followed him around the floor, her smile told him he had done well. She may be one of those 'I'll call her back girls', and he will see how the sex is. The looks kept coming as he pulled her tighter into his embrace staking his claim. She was taller than average, which was nice, he didn't have to bend over to talk to her as they danced. 

'What is he doing with her when he could have me' could be seen in every eye that was watching them, even some of the men. Maybe he picked them because the other men wouldn't try to steal them like his girlfriend when he was sixteen. Lord, he needs to talk this out with someone smarter than he was, shot through his head as they danced. She was a cutie, overweight or not she was a delight and could dodge his feet when he missteps and laughed it off. No smart-ass quips about him being a klutz, he appreciated that. He has had a few make snide remarks and he walked away immediately. Who needs that? 

Marcus was out on the floor with his own chubby girl, but Toby knew this was not his first choice. He was being a chubby chaser, just to get an easy lay, shame on him! Toby was going to lose all respect for him if he keeps this up. He chuckled with that thought and kept dancing. He had no respect for that man already. 

The song was over, and she turned to leave the dance floor. At first, he thought he lost her, but she grabbed his hand and pulled him along. They lost their table and were forced to find another. Toby followed her this time, which was fine with him. They slipped into a booth at the back of the place. He noticed that many of the people seemed to be getting a little hot and heavy in such a public place. 

She turned and cupped his cheeks. He received a soft, wanting kiss. She tasted like sweet fruit and alcohol. He hoped he didn't have beer belch breath. He has kissed a few women like that, and it can turn your stomach. Remembering he had a pack of Tic-Tac's in his pocket, 'mister always prepared', backed away from the kiss and shifted out of the seat. The look on her face made him feel bad, but once she saw what he was doing she smiled. 

The music was reverberating off the back wall and talking here would be impossible. Popping two in his mouth Candace put out her hand and he gave her two. She smiled and moved them around in her mouth. Toby pointed at himself to indicate he knew he needed them. He slipped back in the seat, and she dove for his mouth again as they exchanged Tic-Tacs. Apparently, she didn't think he had bad breath. If she did, it didn't matter to her she wanted him.

Coming up for air a few minutes later they needed to get out of there, or he was going to pop the seam of his jeans. She seemed to understand his dilemma and followed him to the exit. Stepping out into the fresh air helped to clear his head. She stood waiting for his next move.

"Ok Miss Candace, I live out in Bum Fuck Egypt, where do you live," he asked her because he wasn't taking her to his place as was established earlier. 

"I live with my parents not that far from here," she said and watched as his grin disappeared. She laughed, "but they aren't going to be home for a week and my brother is gone too." 

Toby let out the breath he was holding. "Do you want to go there and take me with you?" He asked and added his sexy smile to the hopeful invite. 

"I do actually as long as you understand. I don't do this," she said and then whispered, "more like not at all."

"As long as you know I don't either and no, I didn't pick you because I thought you would be easy. I like my women thicker. What is the fun of grabbing a hold of a bunch of bones?" He offered sexily as he kissed her neck.

"You're a meat and potatoes kind of man, huh," she teased as she followed him to his truck and Marcus was forgotten. 

"So, you still live at home?" Toby asked as he started his truck. 

"I do, the place is big, and I don't have to cook or do my own laundry. The maid takes care of that so I can stay rotten."

"If I had that set up, I would have stayed home too," Toby offered following her finger pointing she seems to be taking him right back to his neighborhood. 

*

Sure enough, he drove right past the theater store, and his complex was just over his right shoulder, two more turns and he is in front of one of those huge homes he expected to install a TV in. He was sure they already had one already, probably from the same place. 

"Nice place," he said as he drove into the circular drive. She had him pull over to the very far side of the drive and park. 

'Yeah, my dad is a cardiologist at Baylor. My mother is a burned-out old beauty queen that won't let it go," Candace told him as he let her out of the truck. 

He could hear the contempt in her voice. It was probably why she carries so much weight. She isn't even trying to meet up to her mother's fame. That's Ok she is cute to him and over twenty-one by some years he knows she was carded. He followed her to a side entrance, and she scrambled to turn off the alarm to the house as they entered. The house was impressive with marble this, marble that, and granite everywhere else. 

"Do you have a job," he asked as she took his hand so he would come where she wanted him. He noticed she reset the alarm so there would be no sneaking out afterwards. That is Ok. She has a maid who will feed him in the morning, he hopes. It would be nice to see how the other side lives. 

"No, I'm an intern at Baylor starting this fall. My friends and I have finals all next week, so this was my chance to relax by going out to the club," she told him as she shut her door to her room. She had a nice girly room with a bedside lamp covered with a scarf. It lit the room just enough for him to see what he was doing. He liked that; he hated a dark room. He wants to see what he is doing and how she is reacting. 

That apprehensive look on her face made him wonder if she has done this before at all.

"You have had sex before haven't you," Toby asked because he was not going to be her first. He was very happy being a sloppy second, or even third, hell fifteenth with the way women are these days just not the same day.

"Yes, but not recently, nor with someone who looks like you nor as old as you," she told him. 

"What! Do I look old? I promise I'm not old," Toby complained, stepping back looking at himself in her mirror. He didn't think of himself as old; he was just about to turn thirty. That is not old. 

"I didn't mean it that way, I meant mature is all," she said, turning red giving him a little push to show him she was playing. 

"Ok, that's better now we have one more problem. Because I just realized this is not what I planned to do tonight. I have one condom, and it has been in my wallet for at least six months," even though it was a lie he just hadn't been thinking past his dick as the night progressed and he knows this will not be a one-time deal.

"Lord, you didn't plan this out well," she teased, thinking of how to fix this, she didn't want him to leave. "Ok, my brother will have some, he brings girls home all the time," Candace told him with a quick kiss as she left the room. Her brother is a hound dog he must have some she hoped and scurried down the hall on her quest. Or this night will be over before it starts and Lord, she didn't want that.

Ok, she must be at least twenty-five to be starting her internship, Toby thought. She came back with a hand full and a big grin. Toby took them, pulled back the covers and spread them all over the bed. He was prepared now. The question now was what she wanted. If she wants him to go downtown, she must go wash up after that sweaty dance club.

He stood back and looked right at her crotch. He grinned and raised his eyebrows.

She said, taking his hint, "I'm going to freshen up." 

She could not believe her good fortune. She didn't even want to go tonight. She figured she would be the last one to be picked up of her group if at all for someone's attention. She knew she was pretty, and she got that from her mother. But all her life, it has been, if she could just lose some weight. And here she finds this gorgeous man who prefers chunky women. 

Candace took a quick shower making sure her naughty bits were clean. They tingled in anticipation. This man looked like he knew what he was doing. She could use some good sex right now. No more being with boys, who only care about getting off. If he hadn't cared, he would have just taken her to bed, musty or not. He would have just climbed on and gotten his. If he does this, it will be her first time, and she was looking forward to the experience. 

Toby sat on the bed in his boxers; he didn't know what she would want him to do. This was his best option to be ready, but not overly. She comes out in a short robe. She was thick, but in an overall way, no rolls of fat, just thick lots to feast on, just what he likes. She gave him the once overly pleased with what she saw and yes, he did look better with his clothes off. He had an impressive monolith tenting his boxers as she approached. Apparently, he liked what he saw too.

He planned to do this well, she looked like she could use some fawning over. He knew he could use some attention. She could be one of those plus size models on the internet. She was sexy as hell. That was his favorite part of the internet was the plus size women, and he has a beauty standing in front of him. He smiled and stood as did his friend. Extending his hand, she stepped to him. He engulfed her with his mouth, taking her down to the bed and began his slow crawl all over her enjoying every inch of her luscious body. 

He enjoyed his night immensely. He knows she did too, or she is a good faker, because he used up those condoms at her urging. He was making up for all those months without getting any and she was gladly along for the ride. He hopes she feels as beautiful as he thinks she is. He is sure now he likes his women thick. More to love on is true. 

One more kiss and he made his way around to the front of the house to his truck. He hoped no one thought he was a burglar sneaking around her house in the early morning hours and shooting him. 

*

He was feeling used a little, once he was back in his truck. He realized she didn't ask for his full name, or for his number, nor where he works, nothing. This was meant to be a onetime hookup period. She was a rich girl slumming it and he didn't get his breakfast made by her maid either. Now he knows how the women felt, humped, and dumped. He was very satisfied though, and she will think of him years from now when some slouch doesn't satisfy her. Because he knows her body was humming when he left. He felt it in her reluctance to let him go after their last kiss. But she did close and lock the door on him. 

Toby spent the rest of the weekend thinking about her. Her taste, the way she felt, and the way she reacted to him. Again, he chastised himself for trying to make this more than it was. He was a hookup, one time, and she plans to never see him again. Her plan was to get on with her rich doctor's life and he was no part of that. He is an hourly wage earner, no more than the gardener pruning her hedges. He was her pool boy lover, and she was slumming for one night. He thought and visualized how that would go down and smiled. Yes, he was used, but it felt good to be drained. 

Marcus called around noon to inform him he struck out and was calling to get an update. Hearing the disappointment in his voice at his failure, Toby lied and told him he just dropped her off. 

"Oh, that sucks, you bombed too. We need to go back to our old place. We usually found someone there," Marcus lamented looking for another night out.

"Sure, let me see how my week goes," Toby told him, letting him know not tonight. He didn't want to take on that marathon again tonight if someone drew his attention. It wouldn't be fair to the next girl if he was not all in. 

"Ok call me," Marcus said, sounding so defeated.

What did she do to laugh at him? Toby wondered but didn't ask? He didn't care; he had his own embarrassment to deal with. He went out with a girl no one else wanted and she used him and dumped him. He spent the day saying, "get over it." At some points it seemed to be every few minutes he was repeating that phrase. He found she never left his thoughts. He went about his day getting ready for work Monday with "get over it," perched on his lips to ward off thoughts of her. He knows he lucked out; he didn't even miss a payday finding this job so quickly. 

Toby waited in his truck until he saw the brunette open the front door. They got in another way he realized. He stepped in and the brunette was Alli. She told him, "We are sorry we forgot to tell you to park out back. We have been waiting out there for you," she offered so now he knows. They were all concerned he wasn't going to come, and they would have to go back to looking for an installer. Relieve flooded them all when he walked up.

"Should I move my truck?" He asked, looking out the door ready to go back out. He didn't park close and block the door he knew better. At Sear's you had to park way out in the parking lot. 

"Nah, tomorrow we will be out back," the blonde Liz offered.

Mrs. Polanski came out of her office with a smile.

"Liz," she called out and the girls both jumped to attention, "Yes Ma'am." 

"Teach Toby everything you know about our products and Alli you make him a name tag. Welcome to the family," she said, waved and went back to her office. Toby smiled, now he knows who she thinks is the smarter of the two. 

He followed Liz around for an hour until the first customer of the day came in. Getting a double take the woman approached them paying all her attention to him. Pulling a piece of paper out of her purse she quickly hands it to Toby telling him, "My husband sent me out to find out what we would need, and he wants to know what you had to offer," she told them. 

Toby smiled and she blushed, never taking her eyes off him. She seemed to be focused on his eyes, Alli noticed. They are quite nice but calm women, she thought. 

"I'm in training so let's learn together," Toby said, taking the paper from her. If that was not flirting, he didn't know what was.

He learned more with that customer than the whole hour before. His mind was swimming with watts and pixels and what is the distance for best viewing and blah, blah, blah. He picked the chair up she liked best and placed it in front of the system she liked. Liz made the sale but the woman only paid attention to him. 

She left with a hand full of pamphlets and a love for a super soft leather stadium seat he arranged for her. He had her sit in and then crouched in front of her to bestow his love of that chair as he gently caressed the leather arm near her hand. He knew she would be back for an over ten-thousand-dollar video package. With a high five, they celebrated once she backed out of the parking spot. They heard Mrs. Pulaski's door open stepping onto the sales floor, 

Liz called out, "She'll be back, she was on a fact-finding mission."

"We have a lot of women come in here like that. Their husbands are so busy they are delegated to finding out everything. Or they want a new system and have come seeking information and then will work on the husband later," Liz told him and got back to the product lecture. 

Then they got into the size and length from the TV to the couch or chair as she walked him around the room showing him the difference as he moved the chairs around. He couldn't understand what the big deal was. If he wanted to see better, he got closer to the TV, but he didn't voice his opinion, or he would be out of there. Of course, he had a nineteen-inch box TV circa 2006 with a broken remote. This whole situation was a different world to him. He did have to admit the picture quality was impressive. It was almost clearer than reality. 

They sold three systems. By closing time, he realized he was making more work for himself with every sale. That spurred him on to sale. The orders were put in the computer system and as they told the customers it would take two or three days for the order to come in. Mrs. Polanski handed him a pamphlet on how to install the first one to be done so he could read up for the install tomorrow. She was pleased with his work. She has watched him charm them all and talk them into better systems. 

He thanked God they picked the more expensive ones after he talked about all the cutting, he would have to do their drywall, and they would have to hire someone to repair and repaint. 

 He thought he worked them all well like a pro. In all he was right, and the upgrade was cheaper than making handyman work. Everyone left happy and hundreds more dollars in Louise's pocket. The girls hadn't thought about that aspect of the install the other guy just did what was handed to him. 

After seeing Candace's home, he would hate to have to cut into those walls, matching the texture would be difficult. He did well. He hadn't thought of her until now and it was only her walls not her body or how she felt when she came. He had been very attuned to her body from the start. She had appreciated his attention apparently but not enough to ask for his number. That one would have gotten his real number.

*

Pamphlet in hand, he walked by the laundry girl's apartment and as usual, she sat at her window. He wondered if she worked or did, she sat and watched the world go by from her window all day. She was lucky her apartment faced the street, and she had plenty to see. But what a sad life he surmised and smiled at her when she looked up. Virgin for sure, he thought and kept walking, figuring she was more of an introvert than he was. 

After a day with fifteen different programs going at once, he was on information overload. True, he didn't have to listen to it all, but there was some kind of crap going on around the world constantly. He had been living in a fool's paradise thinking he was safe. If he didn't hear or see it didn't matter. No, it was naiver than that. If he didn't know it wouldn't touch him. But it had, the economy sucked, and he lost his job. If he had paid attention to the world, he may have seen it coming and been prepared. 

"Ah everyone who loses his job thinks the same," Toby mused as he popped the top off his last beer, again he was out. He slept like a rock and woke way too early. 

He sat on his bed and flexed his muscles and could already tell after just a week he was losing his toned body. Give him a month and he will look like Obama. He smirked thinking about when he saw him on TV. He was working out in the gym on a video at the White House, or some hotel gym. The newscaster seemed to be making fun of him. It was bad trying to show off with twenty-pound weights. Toby did fifty pushups and sit ups and did side stretches to help. He was using Obama as an incentive to work out before he took his shower. 

Having to be at work at ten makes life easy. He was thinking he may have to join a gym to keep tone if he wants to hold onto this body. He could go from seven to nine and have plenty of time to shower and go to work. He likes this body and apparently the ladies do too. A flash of Candace sitting on top of him filled his mind. She had an intense stare having another of the one of the many orgasms she had, that thought made him smile. He is positive she would be pissed if he stopped by her house one day. Drop it you fool; he chastised as he got ready for work. He has another day of selling before he starts installing. Maybe that will help with his muscles. 

*

They stood around for two hours. He was not interested in hearing Alli's life story again. Sure, she has lived in a lot of places, big whoop. That is the life of a military family. He excused himself when he remembered a pipe in the back room was a perfect height to use for chin ups. He would hear if someone came in the door a buzzer went off in the storage room. He inspected the pipe closely to make sure it looked sturdy before he jumped up a foot and grabbed a hold. It was sturdy and not too thick, perfect for what he wanted. He did a pull up and continued until he got to fifty-seven and gave up and dropped. He was starting to sweat, not a good idea in his work shirt. He felt good it got his juices pumping his heart rate up, this standing around sucks. He is used to working hard all day. He made a trip to the restroom and washed the dirt from his hands and a damp paper towel on his face and underarms. What sounded like a fist pounding on the overhead door made him jump. 

The girls scrambled to the customer service desk as he came back to the showroom, both were acting casual. He didn't know Louise waved them into her office so they could watch his work out.

"Is everything Ok in the back," Alli asked as she filed a fingernail keeping her head low to hide the smile. 

"Someone is out back," Mrs. Polanski called out. They had been so fixated on Toby they missed the delivery. 

Filling the back of the truck with the delivery he was ready for tomorrow. 

The little housewife from Monday was back. She looked flustered and was trying to control what looked to be a three-year-old boy. He apparently wanted ice cream and was declaring it loudly as he pulled against her grasp. 

The last vestige of the old town was a McDonald's at the end of the block. Of course, it has been torn down and rebuilt to meet the standards of the area, but this child knows he can get ice cream there. Liz changed five of the TVs to some kid's movie they kept on hand for just this reason. It caught his attention quickly as animated robots fought. Boys got robots and girls got colorful ponies. Mouthing thank you, the woman pulled papers from her purse. She approached Toby again. 

"Are you trained yet," she asked kind of sarcastically. 

 "Why yes, I am madam, how can I help you," he asked, treating her as if he were a butler. He bowed and she smiled immediately. 

"Perfect," she said and showed him the paper, "he decided on these items and wants it installed, ASAP his words." 

Toby put out his hand to shake, at first, she just looked at it. Once she took it, he said "I'm Toby and I'm glad to meet you and you are?"

"Clair Mitchell, it's nice to meet you too."

"Ok Clair," he said, looking over the list of requirements her husband has asked for. "It takes up to three days for everything to come in once it is ordered. This is standard stuff, so I know it is available. Could I point out something with his list?" 

"Sure," she said back to watching his every move. 

"The components he picked aren't wireless. I will have to cut holes in your drywall to fish the wires through them drilling holes through the studs. You will have to hire someone to repair the damage when I'm finished. I'm not going to rip your house apart, but I do have to remove the dry wall board on either side of each two by four to drill a hole through it all the way to where the wires come into your house. If you spent a few hundred dollars more on the upgraded components it would be all wireless and no holes in your walls."

"You do the installation," Clair asked, eyeing the other women looking to see if he was putting her on.

"Yes, I do the installments. I just haven't been on the sales floor long," he offered, making it sound like he had been here a long time.

"Oh Ok, go ahead and add the upgrade, he won't notice the difference as long as it works."

"Good, you will be much happier with me not poking holes in your walls," he teased and flirted, keeping the woman flustered. 

Alli did her paperwork while Toby entertained her son. He could toss him up almost to the ten-foot ceiling and catch him in a swishing swing. The kid loved it and Liz was pissed, and once the woman left, he heard about it. 

He threw up his hands when she complained, "I thought I was keeping him entertained."

"Too much flirting and we don't toss kids here," Liz explained loudly.

"I know I could have dropped him. But the flirting was too much too?" He asked not to understand their complaint. 

"Yes," they both chimed. "We aren't trying to bed the customers back off," Liz said, shaking her head at how clueless this man was. Didn't he realize with those bedroom eyes and his sexy smile was all it takes for most women.

"But Louise wants me to flirt," he complained.

"With a smile, a compliment, you had her ready to meet you in the back room. Watch out when you're in her home, Louise will fire you if you sleep with the customers. Even our ugly installer claims he had women come on to him so watch out. You will be lucky you're not raped when you walk in her door."

"Nah, she is afraid of me. She couldn't handle me, and she knows it," Toby told them, more like he was talking to himself. He knows those types of girls, they all flirt and then they run away. Besides, she is too skinny for him to be interested. 

Both girls began to laugh, Alli said, "You're awfully sure of yourself."

"Why yes, I am, but I will cut back on flirting. I have not had to work with people like this before. You're right, I was flirting too much," he admitted watching the front door for customers. He prayed someone would come in so they would get off his ass. They both loved to chew on his ass for any mistake.

"Oh, Ok, well this is a business and not a club, they are not the same," Alli offered.

"Got you if I go too far, call me Mr. McBride, and I will stop. Sometimes I don't even know I'm doing it. I'm not good around women so flirting is my defense mechanism, half the time they back off."

A male customer walked in and Alli took over. Toby stepped back and watched her work. He looked like the doctor, very clean cut and well dressed. Toby could almost smell the disinfectant on him. He will be in his home soon and be able to get a feel of who he is. He wondered if his wife would come on to him. After watching him a little longer he decided he wouldn't be the type to have a wife. 

She spent a good twenty minutes with him and his tape measure and all. He was spending nine thousand dollars to entertain some friends from out-of-town next month. Alli used Toby's logic that it was cheaper using the upgrade to wireless logic in her story and the man went for it mainly because he rented the place. Once she explained the process of hanging wires or holes in the walls. Something she hadn't thought about before Toby made an issue of it. 

"Louise needs to stop offering the old kind," he mentioned to Liz.

"It is mainly for the ones who already have the wire systems in their home," Liz told him. 

Now he understands, but he is still going to push the wireless.

Unless the customer was smart enough to know the system. Plus, most of the people who come in here already know what they want. They are just coming in to buy it. It was also a drop in the bucket in their vast wealth. 

He had to watch his attitude about the wealthy and the doctors who live around here. They are his bread and butter. It was that damn Candace, she made him feel worthless. No better than a gigolo, but she didn't pay him for all his hard work. 

He had worked hard putting everything he had into making her feel good. He thought he might hang on to this one, but she blew it for both of them. Shaking his head, he realized how dumb he was being. What did he have to offer a doctor-to-be besides decent sex? Let it go.