she said.
‘I’d offer to run you home again, but I have another commitment straight after work,’ he said.
‘I’ll make my own arrangements,’ she said.
‘Here’s my mate’s card,’ he said, reaching for a business card from one of the dashboard compartments.
‘You can give him a call to find out when your car will be ready.’
Kitty felt the brush of his fingers as he handed her the card and her belly gave a little flutter. ‘Thanks…’
His eyes meshed with hers, dark and intense and knowing.
Could he feel the sexual energy she could feel? Did it make his skin ache to feel her touch? Did his lips tingle at the memory of hers moving against them? Did his blood roar through his veins at the thought of holding her in his arms, moulding her to him, making love to her?
‘I like how you had your hair this morning,’ he said.
Kitty put a hand up to her neat chignon. ‘My…hair?’
‘First thing,’ he said. ‘It was down and all tousled. That just-out-of-bed look really suits you.’
‘You caught me by surprise.’
He gave her an indolent smile. ‘Ditto.’
‘I’m going to work,’ she said, swinging her bag over her shoulder. ‘I’ll see you inside.’
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