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‘It doesn’t have to be complicated. You and me and a mutual attraction. It doesn’t come much simpler than that.’

‘Good times—is that all you’re about?’ Ellie shook her head. ‘Of course you are. Men like you always are.’

‘Men like me?’

‘Arrogant, ego as wide as the blue Aussie sky.

Always looking out for number one.’

Matt studied her. The tell-tale blush, the sparkle in those eyes, the way her fingers played over the back of the chair. ‘You’re a contradiction, do you realise that? You say you don’t want complicated, yet you’re rejecting simple. What do you want, Ellie Rose?’

Her mouth tightened and she swept to the door, yanked it open. Then she turned and glared back at him. ‘With you, Matt McGregor? Nothing. I just want to be left alone.’