Anticipation
“He’d never stared at her in such a calculating way before…as if he were trying to decipher her very thoughts and motivations.
Deidre didn’t speak. She couldn’t. The man had her so caught up, all she could do was return his intense perusal.
He bent closer, his lips a mere half inch from hers.
She lifted her chin, anticipating, craving his kiss…desperate to know.
“I’m not the same person I was back then.” He sounded almost apologetic.
“Is that person completely gone then?” Her insides melted at his nearness, his scent and the masculine virility he naturally exuded without any effort.
Heat flared in his eyes, then his expression shifted to a closed one and he took a step back as if needing to put distance between them. Before she could ask what was wrong, the cat began to squirm in her arms. Damn, how could she have forgotten about Snowball?
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