her head to toe, his eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Because you suddenly seem very nervous.” And he wanted to know why … so it wouldn’t happen again.
“I’m just wired,” she said evasively, setting the lone glass on the foyer console rather than carry it all the way back to the kitchen. She jammed her hands on her hips. “It’s been a long day. A lot has happened.”
“Mmm-hmm.” Holden studied her some more. “Sure it’s not something else?” he prodded.
She widened her pretty eyes, all innocence. “Like what?” she asked with Texas belle sweetness.
And if there was one thing Libby was not, it was a coquette.
Holden stepped even closer. “Like the kiss … that almost happened. That is still on both our minds every time we are alone.”
Color swept into Libby’s cheeks. “So what if it is?” she taunted defiantly. “I’m sure we’ll get rid of the notion sooner rather than later.”
Holden grinned, the man in him rising to the womanly challenge in her. “I prefer sooner,” he murmured.
Libby scoffed and tossed her head. “Well, so would I! But … there’s no way to do that.”
“Sure there is,” Holden told her confidently. “I’ll show you.”
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