Page 22 of From the Moment We Met

“The kiss was pleasant.”

“Pleasant? Do you know how many women would kill to be in your shoes right now?”

“He’s an asshole and a self-proclaimed womanizer. He said that he pities anyone foolish enough to fall in love.”

“And that made you want to kiss him again?” Sabina’s question echoed her disbelief.

“I told you, he kissed me. Both times. The second time was to shut me up. He didn’t like me telling him that I thought his bad boy image was a load of crap.”

“I can’t believe I wasn’t there. Was this another one of those pleasant kisses?”

Lilly’s body tingled as she relived the kiss. “It was a soul-wrenching kiss, hot as Hades.”

“Damn girl, how did you leave it? And what does Enrique think of all this?”

“I got into a taxi and left immediately after the kiss and Enrique has no idea it happened. There you go, my night in a nutshell.”

“Enrique up and left with his girlfriend, no goodbye? That’s rude.”

“He claimed Emma wasn’t his girlfriend, but her body language said otherwise. He offered to drive me home, but I declined.”

Sabina guffawed. “You passed on an opportunity to soak in a tub with a gorgeous surgeon? Girl, were you dropped on your head as a child?”

Lilly giggled. “Definitely not. And I have a date. A glass of Chardonnay and two tabby cats who want nothing to do with me.”

This answer did not satisfy Sabina. “What woman doesn’t want a strong, sexy, Spaniard as her personal masseuse? Oh wait, this is you I’m talking to—”

“Hilarious, Sabina. I’m not getting involved in whatever his situation is with Emma. It’s far too complex for my liking. Besides, he doesn’t need another wide-eyed fan for his club.”

Sabina paused. “Are we still talking about Dr. Torres or have we segued to a certain blue-eyed actor who couldn’t stop kissing you?”

Lilly scoffed into the receiver. “Both, honestly. I don’t get the impression that Enrique sets out to break hearts, but Jacob seems to enjoy the sport. He’s a total player. Ugh.”

“He isn’t that bad, Lilly. Don’t forget he’s had an awful day.”

“Of course you don’t think he’s that bad. You were drooling over him earlier.”

“That’s beside the point, and you better not tell him that factoid.” Sabina cleared her throat. “He returned to the unit about seven, he was looking for you. He brought you a delicious pasta dinner, which I told him you couldn’t eat.”

Lilly's voice rose in curiosity. “He brought me dinner?”

“Which I kindly ate for you.”

“What a pal.” Lilly paused before mumbling, “Why would Jacob bring me dinner?”

“He figured you were exhausted, and he doubted you had eaten since breakfast. He then went on for five minutes bumbling all over the place about what a jerk he was to you and how awful he felt.”

Now Lilly's interest was really piqued. “Jacob Edmonton said that? I find that hard to believe.”

“Well he did, and he seemed genuinely upset you weren’t around for him to apologize. He even inquired about you and Dr. Torres. He seemed to think you two were married but looked infinitely relieved to learn that wasn’t the case. Then he got a call and left; you missed him by not more than five minutes.”

“It makes no sense! Why did he act like a jerk at the pub? Why didn’t he try being nice if he felt so damn bad about his behavior earlier?”

Sabina laughed. “It reminds me of a boy on the playground pulling a little girl’s braids because he likes her, but he doesn’t know how to show it.”

“There is no way in hell that man likes me. He made it abundantly clear what his views on love and romance are, and they’re the complete opposite of mine.”

“Meaning he sleeps with everyone and you sleep with no one?” Sabina asked pointedly.

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