"Mary Janice Davidson - Thief Of Hearts" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Mary Janice)

тАЬItтАЩs true.тАЭ

тАЬI said go on. Do they talk about how tall I am, how handsome, how smart, how IтАЩm the most
fascinating man theyтАЩve ever known, the finest doctor, the best volleyball player?тАЭ

тАЬThey talk about how itтАЩs been a while since you were caught in the meds closet with one of the
orthopedic surgeons.тАЭ

He winced. тАЬOne time! It was only one time. I was young.тАЭ

тАЬIt was last year.тАЭ

тАЬIтАЩve grown decades since then in wisdom. What else do you want in your omelet?тАЭ

тАЬWhatever youтАЩre having. DonтАЩt change the subject. Are you still seeing her?тАЭ

тАЬGod, no.тАЭ He poured two large glasses of milk. тАЬShe used me to get even with her fianc├й. A ten minute
grope in the closet and she was off to confess her infidelity and demand he start paying attention to
herтАФuhтАФneeds.тАЭ

тАЬOuch.тАЭ

тАЬTell me,тАЭ he said gloomily, sliding the raw egg mixture into the pan. тАЬAnd somehow I ended up with this
ridiculous stud reputation. Most of the women who come on to me are looking for a
no-commitment-quickie and the ones IтАЩd like to get to know think IтАЩm a pig and wonтАЩt have anything to
do with me.тАЭ

тАЬThatтАЩs too bad,тАЭ she said and he jerked his head up at her tone. She hadnтАЩt sounded sympathetic.
SheтАЩd sounded almostтАжpleased?

тАЬItтАЩs what I deserve,тАЭ he sighed, тАЬfor giving in to her womanly wiles.тАЭ

тАЬWhat about your wiles? More milk, please,тАЭ she added when he opened the fridge to put the carton
away.

тАЬI am wile-less. And you never answered my questionтАФhowтАЩd you know about the boy? And the
orthopedic surgeon, for that matter,тАЭ he added under his breath.

тАЬItтАЩs an inner-city emergency room,тАЭ she pointed out, looking on with interest as he slid a perfect omelet
onto her plate. тАЬI could walk in on my hands and the only one to notice would be the triage nurse and the
only thingsheтАЩd want to know was my insurance number.тАЭ

тАЬCan you?тАЭ he asked, beginning to cook his own omelet.

тАЬWhat?тАЭ she asked with her mouth full.

тАЬWalk on your hands?тАЭ
 She swallowed, dabbed her lips (full and pouty, his mind reported uselessly), grinned at him, then arched
backward on her stool. In a moment her head and torso had disappeared and he could see her legs