Since that night at my apartment, Rain and I have been seeing each other regularly. The sex has been incredible, and our connection remains strong. We still haven't put a label on whatever this is between us. All I know is that I enjoy the time I get to spend with him, especially between the sheets.

We had decided to meet today after work at McGrath's. I walk in and am shocked to see some woman with her hands all over Rain and him just sitting there allowing this thirsty bitch to hang on him.

What the hell? He knows that I'm meeting him here. Why would he risk me seeing this exchange between him and whoever the hell this tramp is? I stop in my tracks, trying to get my emotions in check. I see Gus eyeing me worriedly from the bar. He sees Rain, and he also knows that Rain and I have spent a lot of time together.

I think about turning my ass around to go home—screw Rain. Instead, I hold my head high and walk over to Rain and his plus one.

"I'm sorry, am I interrupting?" I place my arm around Rain's neck and kiss his cheek.

The bitch looks at me like I'm the one trying to steal her man from her. I make it evident to her that I'm checking out where her arm is wrap around him. I cock an eyebrow, daring her to take this a step further. It's Rain that moves away from her.

"Hey, Babe." He dares to act as the epitome of innocence.

"Rain," I say while staring daggers at the bitch. "Who's your friend?"

Rain looks at the woman, then turns to me. "I have no idea."

I ignore, for the moment, that he allowed this woman to hang all over him upon my arrival and has no idea who the hell she is.

We both stare at her desperate ass. "Stacy." She weakly replies, realizing that she was not going to be going home with my man.

Wait, my man? Rain is not my man. Then why am I so jealous of Tracy, I mean Stacy? Rain is not mine. He never claimed to be mine. He is not mine.

Mine. My heart replies. My brain counteracts, not mine. Mine, damn my heart.

I whisper seductively into Rain's ear. "Want to go to my place?"

He takes one look at me, throws a twenty on the bar, and we leave good ole Tracy, shit, Stacy, alone at the bar without even a glance her way. I smile to myself. Take that, tramp!

The minute we were out the door, I want to go crazy on him. I didn't. We have no claims staked on each other. He can do whatever the hell he wants with other women. My heart twitches at this thought.

Come on, heart, you need to be impenetrable. No heartstrings attached, remember? That was our agreement. Have fun, enjoy the sex, and above all else, do not fall in love.

After calming down my jealous heart and rebuilding the damn wall around it, I decided to approach the subject more pleasantly.

"Is it common for a random woman to attach themselves to you like a koala to its eucalyptus tree?"

He laughs heartily, making me laugh, too. "What the hell? Koala? Eucalyptus tree? That is the funniest damn analogy that I've ever heard!"

He lets go of my hand and pulls me into a tight side armed hug. "That was hysterical. Now, back to your question. I'm embarrassed to say that I don't even notice when women, um, attach themselves to me like a koala to its eucalyptus tree." He can hardly get the sentence out because of how hard he's laughing.

I smack his chest and fake a pout. "It wasn't that funny."

He looks down at me with his eyes sparkling in amusement. "It was. Wait! Are you jealous, Summer?"

"No." I lie and look away from his milky, chocolate eyes.

"You're jealous!" He smirks and pulls me into his chest right there in the middle of the sidewalk. He lifts my chin, and our eyes meet.

The humorous twinkle has dissipated. What I do see in Rain's dark eyes is sincerity. "All I can think about is you, Summer. Ever since that first night we met at McGrath's. Women may casually touch me and flirt, but it's you that I want."

Well, damn. My heart gives me an I told you so. Not so fast, heart. Hell, who am I kidding? As much as I want to protect my heart, Rain has a way of washing away the crumbling rubble of my freshly built wall.

Rain and I have been unofficially dating for over a month. We briefly talked about our families and upbringing. Neither of us has taken the next step to introduce each other to our family or friends.

Both Rain and I are only children. I grew up just outside of Harrisburg, in the small borough of Middletown. My father, a dentist, passed last year of a heart attack while shoveling snow during a brutal Pennsylvania winter. My mother is a school teacher. She's always loved children. However, during my birth, her uterus ruptured. She had to have an emergency hysterectomy at the age of 26. Her saving grace was her classroom full of rowdy first graders.

Rain is a transplant to Harrisburg. He's originally from Chicago. His parents still live there, but they divorced when he was five. They both remarried, but neither one of them had any more children. Rain claims that he was such a fantastic child that they knew they couldn't reproduce another as wonderful as him. I brought him down a few notches when I told him that I was sure it was quite the opposite. I believed he was such a hellion that they saved the rest of us by not bringing another one of him into the world. That comment cost me dearly in the bedroom as he tickled me senseless before slowly torturing my body in the most pleasant of ways.

I've just finished scanning my final patient when Kelsey pops her head into the room.

"Are we still on for tonight?"

I smile. "As far as I know, we are."

"Good! I can't wait to meet the illusive Rain Grant."

"He is not elusive. He is just a workaholic." I defend Rain.

"Yeah, yeah. Meet you in the lounge in five minutes? We can walk to McGrath's together."

I nod. "Sounds good."

Kelsey has been giving me a hard time about not yet meeting Rain. I have been skirting around the subject because, honestly, I don't even know how to introduce him, friend, lover, sex god. I chuckle at the latter. Rain would love me to introduce him as Sex God.

I quickly shoot Sex God a text.

Hey, Rain, Kelsey and I are heading to McGrath's. Are you still going?

I see the bubbles on my screen indicating to me that Rain is returning my text.

I am, but I'm running a little late. I should be there within the hour. Start without me.

I text him a thumbs up and make my way to the lounge to meet Kelsey.

When Kelsey and I arrive at the bar, Tim is already there, saving us a high-top table. They had worked it out with the babysitter to stay an extra hour or two. I catch Gus' eyes and give him the universal sign for a round of drinks. He nods his understanding, and Kelsey and I join Tim.

"Hey, Tim. Long time no see." I give him a friendly hug, and he pecks me on the cheek.

"Hi, Summer, you look beautiful, as usual."

I look down at my pink scrubs and laugh. "These are my favorite. Good to know that I can still rock this look."

He laughs and winks at me.

Kelsey and Tim kiss and hug hello. I watch the love that is entirely evident in their eyes and hope one day to find my happily ever after. Right away, my mind goes to Rain. I sigh, he looks at me with lust and desire in his eyes, but he has never looked at me the way Tim is looking at Kelsey. My heart takes a hit.

Gus brings our drinks to us and gives us a brief hello before returning to his busy bar.

Tim turns to me. "So, where is this mystery man?"

"He's running late. Hopefully, he'll be here within the hour."

The hour flies by as we eat, drink and laugh at stories about their crazy kid's antics, from Lily talking Haly into cutting her hair to Haly convincing Baily into jumping down to her from the top of the picnic table with a promise of catching her. She did keep her promise. Unfortunately, they both plummeted to the ground resulting in scrapes, bruises, and lots of crying.

I see Tim check his watch, which makes me check mine. It has been well over an hour, and Rain still has not arrived. I check my phone, no messages.

Just as I am about to send him a "where the hell are you" text, I see him enter. Just seeing him causes my damn heart to palpitate rapidly. He sees me and smiles. I smile back, which causes Tim and Kelsey to turn around. The three of us watch him approach as we all stand to greet him.

Tim and Rain extend their hands and shake.

"Hello, sorry I'm late. I'm Summer's boyfriend, Rain."

WHAT!?