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“You aren’t” His voice was filled with frustration, rebellion and a hint of humor

“Oh” She wrinkled her forehead in confusion

“Now that all the bachelors have held you in their arms, I decided one dance between the ‘host with the most’ and the ‘star of the shoouldn’t hurt”

She liked his reasoning She liked hih liked see inside her at his closeness “I’lad you did”

His spicy masculine scent tickled her senses, dulled the reasons why she should resist thisit chokes a woh

He chuckled and brushed his face against

her hair “You smell like flowers”

“I should Gregory sprayed enough stuff onaround me I’ve never been so powdered and perfumed in my life”

“Gregory’s the best”

“Apparently I couldn’t believe it was me when I looked in the mirror”

“Why not?” His feet slowed, his hand gently pressed into the saze searched hers

“Because I looked…” she paused searching for the right word and trying not to read anything into the way his eyes seeht into her soul or the fact his body was noticeably hard

“Beautiful?”

“Do you think so?” Her breath caught Was that what he sahen he looked at her? When he looked beyond the physical?

The sane, methodical cop in her poked her conscious with a re emotionally involved with Rob Lancaster could only lead to trouble Nevertheless, the woman in her craved what shimmered in his eyes