Free One More Night by Mysty McPartland

pursed his lips. Ah the delectable Helen, now there was a woman who knew how to turn a man on. Without hesitating, he pressed dial and while it rang hoped she wouldn't be otherwise occupied this evening.
    “Helen my love, this is Nate. I don't suppose you would be interested in a visit.” There was no need to explain, Helen would know why he was calling.
    “Nate, Nate McGregor of course darling. Do come over. You will be saving me from a very dreary evening.”
    Bingo , “I'll be there shortly.” Without further conversation, he hung up shoved his phone back in his pocket, swooped up his suit jacket and headed for the lift. Now all he could hope for that he would be able to perform, it'll be damn humiliating if he couldn't. Nah, no problem, Helen could get a dead man to rise to the occasion . When the elevator arrived, he stepped inside and punched the button to the parking bay. Just the thought of spending a few hours of mindless pleasure in bed with Helen was already making his body tingle with anticipation.
    When the doors opened, he stepped out and headed for his car, once inside the vehicle and the motor running he drove out on to the busy street. It didn't take him long to reach Helen's apartment and it only took him a nanosecond to realize that he was not only wasting her time, but his own. One eye full of her over ripe charms, the scent of her suffocating perfume and he wanted out of there. Damn it to hell, what in the devil was wrong with him?
    After mumbling some pathetic excuse, he rushed to leave and was now driving aimlessly around the city, he knew he was going to have to come up with a plan. Cooper was very specific about not wanting a relationship, and he most definitely didn't want one. Nevertheless, if he wanted to get her out of his system it would be the only way. Yet, how could he convince her that it would be a terrific idea? He usually didn't do affairs, women grew too clingy when you dated them for more than a few months.
    His usual habit was two or three dates and that was all, the women he went out with understood and accepted that it wouldn't be anything else. No emotional trouble and that's the way he liked it. Until now, and out of all the women it would have to be the smart mouth little vixen that had him unable to perform. A growl rumbled in his chest, damn it, he wasn't ready yet to concede defeat. No one more night and if he couldn't get a raise out of a certain part of his anatomy, he would concede and call her. His mind made up, he finally headed home. He just hoped he would be able to stop thinking about Cooper and the amazing sex they shared long enough to get some sleep.
    ~*~
    The restaurant nearly full, the lights bright, Nate knew Melisa was angry with him for bringing her here. She had every right to be he acknowledged. It wasn't one of the usual expensive restaurants he escorted his women to. However, tonight he wasn't in the mood to wine and dine her the way that he should. His gaze leaving her disgruntled face, he swept a curious eye around the room, it abruptly stopped at the doorway. No way, no way in hell could that sex goddess walking into the restaurant be Cooper .
    He took a quick shuddering breath, his heart raced and for the first time in weeks he was rock hard and wanting. He couldn't drag his eyes of her, she was poured into the champagne colored gown, it hugged every sweet delicious curve like a second skin . Her glorious hair hung loose and swished side to side as she gracefully made her way through the occupied tables and chairs. His eyes narrowed when she stopped and smiled brightly at a woman and two men.
    It took an effort to remain seated when he watched a tall dark headed man rise to his feet, take her hand and kiss it. Damn smooth operator , he thought angrily. He noticed the shy inviting smile Cooper gave in return and he wanted to stalk over there, toss her over his shoulder and leave. He mumbled a curse when Melisa touched his arm and started talking to