style="font-size:15px;"> She tried a weak laugh. “Why, Lieutenant, I believe you’re the first man who’s ever said that to me. I’m crushed.”
“Don’t waste the routine on me.” He took her arm, led her to the outside doors. “You haven’t got the energy for it.”
He was exactly right. She pulled her arm free as they stepped back into the thick night air. “I don’t like you.”
“You don’t have to.” He opened the car door, waited. “Any more than I have to like you.”
She stepped to the door, and with it between them met his eyes. “But the difference is, if I had the energy—or the inclination—I could make you sit up and beg.”
She got in, sliding those long, silky legs in.
Not likely, Seth told himself as he shut the door with a snap. But he wasn’t entirely sure he believed it.
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