He looked so sad she wanted to lean over and hold him. Why were things always such a mess when it came to relationships? Inwardly she sighed, thinking of her own confusion and longing when it came to love. Aloud she said, Was she American?

Actually it wasn’t a she, Kye answered, his cheeks dimpling. It was a guy.

Gay? Had she misread his cues, comments and body language so completely? Cassidy’s stunned reaction must have shown on her face. Not what you were expecting to hear, I’m guessing?

No, it’s not that, I mean, well, yes. Cassidy struggled to recover. I usually have a pretty good read on that sort of thing.

Kye again put his hand over hers, his touch warm and firm. Your read was quite accurate. It just so happens I’m attracted to men as well. That’s not so unusual, is it? You give me the impression of someone who’s open-minded about such things.

Yeah. I’m totally cool with it. In fact she wasn’t sure what she was with it, at least in regard to him. What was her problem? Had she already planned to seduce the guy, when on the surface they had only bartered business advice for a bed?

Yeah, she admitted, she had. She could almost feel his hard, strong body covering hers, her nipples mashed beneath his chest, her sex soaked with desire as he eased himself into her heat.

Kye shook her out of her mini-fantasy. Would you like another beer?

Forcing the fantasy from her mind, Cassidy glanced at her watch. It was already after eight. I hadn’t realized it was so late. Say, have you had dinner yet? When he shook his head no, she continued. I was going to stop and pick up some tamales. Then I could take you home and introduce you to Ian.<...