“Hugo was so old and set in his ways that he reminded her more of a grandfather than a suitor. She couldn’t imagine mating with him. It would be like mating with her grandfather, and, well, gross. When he climbed into her bed that evening, Gavin seemed terribly smug. Sydney suspected he was keeping track of the success—or lack thereof—of her dates, and she couldn’t decide if she should be irritated or flattered. Since the scene in the bedroom yesterday evening, he’d remained politely distant..., bordering on considerate, but never pushy and never acting in any way that could be thought of as wooing her. Gavin and Quentin had retrieved Sydney’s car, running as good as new, so she no longer had to rely on others for a ride to work. Still, on Thursday morning, Gavin got up, and without a word, stood at the door, waiting to drive her to work. “Why?” she asked as he opened the door and invited her to step onto the front porch.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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