same.”
Summer refused to think about how Ty had tasted, nor about how little her response to him had changed in the years apart. She straightened her spine. “And you’ve changed. You never used to frighten me.”
He blanched, glancing around the treatment room as though suddenly remembering where they were. With sharp jerks, he began doing up the buttons of his shirt. “You think I’d try to hurt you?”
Summer’s throat burned, and she swallowed past the hot ball of unnamed emotion. She hadn’t meant it like that, but was hardly going to admit she was more frightened of her own body than his. “We don’t know each other anymore, Ty.”
He held her gaze, a glimmer of that irrepressible smile returning. “Then have dinner with me so we can get reacquainted.”
Summer’s heart skipped a beat. “I can’t.”
He raised a brow. “Then you are still married? Seeing someone?”
Summer was forced to admit it. “I’m divorced, have been for a while, and I’m not seeing anyone. I just don’t think dinner with you is such a good idea.”
“All the more reason to do it.”
“Spoken like a man who has no awareness of consequences.”
“What possible consequences could there be? Two old friends getting together to share a meal. Sounds fairly harmless.”
Maybe for him. Perhaps Ty saw it exactly that way while she was the only one frightened out of her mind.
There was that word again. Frightened. What on earth was she so scared of?
The bell on the outer door jingled. Probably Penny coming back from lunch. Summer shook off her thoughts and stood straighter. “I think you ought to leave now.”
“Okay.” Ty sighed and reached into his back pocket. “How much do I owe you?”
Summer held up a hand. “Nothing, please. It wasn’t a full session and then…” Then you kissed me. Nothing about the past half an hour had seemed like a professional exchange of services, so Summer didn’t feel right taking money for it.
Ty left his wallet where it was. “Then you have to let me buy you dinner.”
Summer moved to the door and slid it open, using the dimmer switch to turn the lights up as she did. “Try not to overdo it with that shoulder again.”
Ty took the hint and headed for the door. He stopped before stepping out of the room to look down at her. Summer held her breath while he lifted a hand and pushed a stray tendril of her hair behind her ear. His voice was husky. “Thanks for your help. I’m sorry I scared you.”
“It’s not you,” Summer said before she thought better of it. “It’s me.”
Ty let out a rueful chuckle and dropped his hand. “I’ve never actually heard that one. First time for everything. I’ll let myself out.”
After he left, the temperature in the room seemed to drop. Summer reached up and stroked the strand of hair Ty had touched. She could still feel the imprint of his lips on hers, the slight scrape of his stubble on her chin. And her heart continued to skip erratically in her chest.
“Oh my God.” Penny stuck her head around the door, her eyes wide. “Was that who I think it was?”
Not trusting herself to speak, Summer nodded.
“Wow. I recognized him from that sunglasses ad, and I almost tripped over my feet. I’ve never seen a billboard come to life before. It’s kind of weird.”
At last finding her voice, Summer drawled, “Tell me about it.”
Being faced with Ty Butler, her first crush, her first love, after all this time was weird. Exhilarating and scary, like she was standing on the precipice of something. If she’d accepted his dinner invitation, would she have fallen, or flown?
“It’s okay, Sum. I won’t hurt you.”
“I trust you, Ty. It’s just… I’ve never…”
“I know.” Ty was sure Summer was a virgin. She hadn’t had a boyfriend as far as he knew, and if any guy from around here had ever touched her, he’d have heard about it. Guys talked about Jasmine ad nauseam, even ones who hadn’t been anywhere near