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Оглавление“How are you, Eva?”
He went through the motions, giving her a casual hug and a peck on the cheek.
Ridiculously, her skin flamed at the contact, and she lost her breath as his big hands touched her shoulders, as his arms brushed, warm and solid, against her bare skin. Then his lips delivered a devastating split-second flash of fire.
She took a moment to recover. “I’m very well, thanks, Griff.” Thank heavens she was able to speak calmly, but she hadn’t told him the truth. She wasn’t feeling well at all. She felt sick. And her hip was in agony. She prayed that she didn’t blush as Griff’s glittering gray gaze remained concentrated on her.
“And how are you?” she remembered to ask.
“Fighting fit, thank you.”
With the conventions over, an awkward silence fell. She wondered if he was about to say something conciliatory. It would be helpful to at least share a few pleasantries to bridge the wide chasm of years. Of silence.
And guilty secrets.
