This time irritation escaped control just long enough to show. “I think that was pretty low on her list of intentions. Very likely she intended to make the gesture and prove me wrong.”īlind spot, Summerset had told her. He glanced at Eve, poured the brandy, replaced the bottle. “Even after you told her she wouldn’t like me.” “Is that what you imagine?” She felt the anger warring with something inside her, something she recognized as acute distress. “I’m sorry if it upset you,” he said as he moved to a wall panel, opened it to take out a bottle of brandy. Thought we could have a nice, chatty drink, be pals. Does she work anything like the February groundhog?” It was hardly a wonder he was lethal in business negotiations. Nothing changed on his face, not by the smallest flicker. He was nudging it all aside, very smoothly. He didn’t want to discuss the morning, she thought, or his meeting with Magdelana. I’ll punch in burgers, that usually tempts you. “You’re looking tired, Lieutenant, and hollow-eyed the way you do when you haven’t eaten or gotten enough sleep. “Think about it now.” He took her hand, linked their fingers, and used the other to scratch the cat when Galahad bumped his head against Roarke’s arm. “I’m spinning my wheels on this investigation. He brushed her lips again, warm and sweet. She couldn’t help it, the love simply welled up. You never kissed me good-bye this morning.” He leaned down, brushed his lips over hers. Nothing’s simple about it, but it’s complete.
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