Page 46 of The Sandbar saga

"I've never heard you talk about a girlfriend, and you've got to admit, you spent two days out of the week traveling to see me at school for six years. With your practice and your other patients, that doesn't leave much time to have a relationship. You go out, but you always mention a few names." She reached behind her and held on to the counter.

The movement thrust out her breasts. He put the glass down and tried not to look.

"I had a date planned tonight." He looked at her, challenging her to judge his life when it was the guilt over using Katie as his fantasy that put him in a bad mood. "I canceled it."

Katie lowered her gaze to his chest and raised her brows. "Why?"

"Because you needed me." He stepped back, needing to get away from her until he had more control over himself.

"Wait," she said.

Not giving her time to change his mind, he said, "I'll be out in the cottage working. There should be enough light in there to see with. You know where to find me if you need anything."

Escaping the house, he strode across the wet grass, ignoring the rain wetting his shirt. All he knew was that he needed to get away from her and figure out where he'd gone wrong.