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“You were mad about a lot more than me not bringing that plate back pronto.”

“Oh, dear. I should have known. But then I thought—”

She stopped, blushed.

“You thought…?” Witt prompted, fascinated by the mix of emotions that washed across her face.

She bit her lower lip, shook her head. The color in her cheeks was rapidly changing from rose to scarlet.

She had very kissable lips.

He bent closer. He couldn’t help himself. She drew him like a magnet drew iron. “Yes?”

“I thought you thought I was too…forward. That I was…”

Closer still. “Yes?”

“Chasing you.” The words escaped on a gasp.

Witt’s head spun. Molly Calhan? Chasing him? Him?

He liked the thought. A lot.

The Lawman Takes a Wife

Harlequin Historical #573