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“Not good,” she agreed. “Great.”
“It isn’t—”
“We’re alone. Legitimately alone. Hint. There’s … tension, and maybe I’d like to ease it. What’s the problem?”
“Too fast. Out of nowhere. Complications. Cloudy motives.”
“All I see is sunshine.”
I couldn’t give in for a few reasons. One was fear of an imminent explosion. Another was that I was obviously outmatched, and I didn’t know how I’d make myself stop kissing her if I ever started.
“Listen.” I took a huge step back. Breathed. Breathed again. In that moment, honesty outweighed sense. “I’m not going to pretend like this isn’t something I want. You’re amazing.”
“Okay.” She looked confused.
“I thought you should know.”
“You’re either feeling sorry for me or buttering me up, and only one of those options makes sense.”
“It’s neither.”
“Okay, then,” she said. “I’m amazing. Know what else is amazing? My kissing. Are you going to find out or not?”
“No.” I backed up another step. “Because you’re frustrated, and I don’t know if I’m the cause or the cure.”
“Maybe you’re both.”
“Maybe that’s not good enough for me.”
“Oh my damn.” She dropped her head into her hands. “A guy with standards.”
“A guy who likes you.” It was out before I could pull it back.
She jerked her head up. “You like me?”
I didn’t answer.
“I can’t do this right now. I’m sorry I … tried to jump you, or whatever.” She picked up her bag. “Let’s just get the job done, and then I’ll … I don’t know what.”
Before I could say another word, she disappeared into the bathroom. I went to the bedroom and changed into my suit, then came back down to wait. When she opened the door fifteen minutes later, I lost all feeling in my extremities.
“I … you.” I cleared my throat. “It … um. Hi.”
“Hi.” The fire had mellowed, but I could still feel it. “Does this work?”
The shirt wasn’t low cut or black, but dark blue. It shimmered, and covered her from collarbone to hip bone. Classy.
But when she did a slow spin, a cutout showed off most of her bare back, the one that had started haunting my waking moments as well as my dreams.
“It works.”
The tie on my suit had barely been snug, but now it was insanely tight. Maybe I needed to compliment her. Girls usually responded well to compliments. I had no idea what the protocol was for intended theft or retrieval.
“That shirt is like … a mullet. Business in the front, party in the back.”
“That is an absolutely terrible comparison.”
I swallowed really hard. “It was supposed to be a compliment.”
