Free Blind Date Disasters & Eat Your Heart Out by Jill Shalvis Page A

grabbed it. “Hello?”
    â€œYou sound breathless,” said Dimi.
    Breathless? She was. It hadn’t been Ted to do that to her, and it certainly hadn’t been a sexy dream, not with all that banging going on, so it must have been Tanner. Oh, boy. “Yeah, well.
    I’m recovering. Oh, and gee, thanks for calling me back in a timely fashion.”
    â€œI was busy. Working. You might not know that concept.”
    â€œHey, I work. I work hard.”
    Dimi sighed. “Sorry. I know you work hard.
    And I know you’re trying to get your business going. But mine is the pits at the moment. Literally. I just screwed up today’s show. Somehowleft a pit in one of the peaches we canned, so my guest host swallowed it and choked.”
    â€œOn the air? Live? ”
    â€œWell, yeah.”
    â€œOuch.”
    â€œThat’s not the worst of it. When I gave her the Heimlich maneuver, she coughed up the pit and it beaned the camera man right between the eyes. Gave him a concussion.”
    â€œHoly smokes.”
    â€œI might get a ratings boost out of it, though. If people think someone might do it again, they’ll tune in.”
    There was Dimi. Positive to the end.
    â€œNow tell me about this date from hell you were muttering about on my answering machine.”
    â€œIt’s old news.”
    â€œGood. So you’re still going out tonight with Mrs. Brown’s dateless son, right?”
    â€œI’d rather have my impacted wisdom teeth removed, without drugs.”
    â€œYou can’t back out now. Bring laughing gas.”
    â€œFunny.”
    â€œMom told me your contractor rescued you.”
    â€œTanner.” From her position on the floor,Cami lifted her head. She could see him down the hallway, kneeling before a large tool chest, rifling around. He had two nails in his mouth, a baseball cap on backward, a T-shirt that said Bite Me across the chest, and he was humming to Led Zeppelin on the radio.
    Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught her staring at him. He sent her a slow wink and a smile that could only be classified as bad-to-the-bone wicked.
    Her heart fluttered. “Damn,” she whispered.
    â€œIs that damn, yes, he rescued you?” Dimi wanted to know.
    â€œYes,” Cami whispered, her gaze locked with Tanner’s.
    â€œOh, man, that’s a loaded yes. Are you doing your contractor, Cami? Cami? ”
    No, but suddenly she wanted to be. “I’ve got to go now.”
    â€œRemember, date tonight. Date means income. A good thing.”
    â€œI know.”
    â€œTake your eyes off your contractor.”
    She couldn’t.
    â€œ Cami. Right now. He’s not your type. Yes, he’s a smartass like you, he’s darkly gorgeous, which I know is tempting, not to mention he’sright there beneath your nose, but listen to me.
    He’s not your type. ”
    â€œHow do you know?”
    â€œLet’s just say I think he needs a woman who has more… needs than you.”
    â€œYou think I’m not sexual enough for him.”
    â€œNow don’t be insulted. I wouldn’t be, either.
    Face it, Cam, we’re not exactly sexual creatures.”
    Cami thought maybe she could be, with a little practice.
    â€œYou’re thinking too much, I can hear it,”
    Dimi said. “Listen, I can see it in those heated, intense eyes of his. He’ll want…things. Things you won’t want to do. You couldn’t keep a man like that happy.”
    â€œAre we talking about oral sex?” Cami whispered.
    â€œCami!”
    â€œWell, really. This is the twenty-first century.
    I could certainly learn.” Wanted to learn.
    â€œI’m not listening to this.”
    â€œHow hard could it be? I’m sure he’d be willing to teach me good…technique.”
    â€œOh, my God. Look, you don’t even know him all that well.”
    â€œSure I do.”
    â€œYeah? Have you told him about us? That