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between them and Carson’s curiosity transformed into a spark of concern. Maybe this was why Will was so serious all the time. Maybe he was hung up on some nut job.
    “She’s a psychic,” Will finally admitted, his voice rough. He glanced over at Carson as if gauging his reaction.
    Having never been a big believer of paranormal junk like psychics, Carson had to swallow back his incredulity. This woman was obviously important to Will, and he didn’t want to step on any toes. So instead he kept his eyes on the road and said, “Is she the real thing?”
    “Unfortunately. So what’s the deal with you and the waitress from the wedding?” And that was it. Subject dropped. Will was very good at that, changing topics before you could blink.
    Carson turned on Harbor and onto the Coronado Bay Bridge, driving in the direction of Will’s house. Will was the only member of the team who lived near the base. All the other guys lived in San Diego. Well, except for Garrett, who’d been spending every night at Shelby’s Coronado apartment ever since the two had fallen madly in love.
    “There’s no deal,” Carson said as he came to a halt in front of a stop sign.
    Will grinned. “She refused to go home with you, huh?” He bristled. “Actually, I refused to go home with her. ”
    “Why’d you do that?”
    “Because…” Before he could stop it, the truth rolled right out of his mouth.
    “Because I want to date her and she just wants a fling.” Will laughed. Jeez, two laughs in the span of ten minutes. Maybe he was drunk.
    “Since when do you date?”
    “Since now.”
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    “Something like that.”
    “And you like this girl?”
    “From what I know so far, yeah,” he admitted.
    Will gave a careless shrug. “Then have sex with her.”
    “Did you not just hear a word I said?” Carson said in frustration.
    “Sure I did. But the way I see it, it’s your in. Call her up, tell her you’re up for a fling, and then slowly work on her to try the dating thing.”
    “She was pretty determined to do the fling thing, man.”
    “Then change her mind. You’re a SEAL, she’s a cute little waif. How hard could it be?”
    Carson paused. Will did have a point. He wanted Holly, and he wasn’t going to get her standing around playing mini-golf. Maybe he should call her. Agree to sleep together for a while, and then turn up the seductive charm and convince her to give him a serious shot...
    “Definitely an idea worth considering,” he finally admitted as he pulled up in front of Will’s small, non-descript bungalow. He put the car in park, turned to the other man and, very sarcastically, said, “Well, I’d like to say thanks for a good game of golf, but I can’t.
    Why? Because you hurled your putter at a clown and threw a hissy fit.”
    “I didn’t throw a hissy fit. I was only displaying my dislike for that sad excuse of a course. Next time you want to play mini-golf, call a third-grader. I only play adult golf.”
    “Adult golf? So you play naked while someone films you? Thanks, but I’ll pass.” Will gave him the finger and got out of the car.

    Holly didn’t get home from the Grier wedding until past midnight, after spending the entire night serving drinks and fighting off the advances of the very drunk uncle of the bride. Her temples were throbbing as she got out of her bright yellow VW Beetle and headed up the flower-lined path leading to her building.
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    Shoving her hand in her black leather purse, she fiddled around for her keys, found them and stepped toward the lobby door.
    “You’re home late,” a male voice drawled.
    She jumped, startled, searching the darkness. She finally spotted him leaning against one of the pillars near the entrance.
    “What on earth are you doing here?” she asked, gaping.
    Carson shot her a charming grin.