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Noah asked, ‘Does your skin sting?’

‘Not much. The cold water helped.’

His serious grey eyes searched Kate’s face, and then, even more gently, he touched the tip of his forefinger to the tip of hers. ‘How’s that?’

‘Fine.’

He did the same to the next finger. ‘How about now?’

‘It’s OK,’ she whispered breathlessly. ‘Thank you.’

For a moment there she wondered if Noah was actually flirting—if he was going to kiss her fingers. She imagined his lips lingering on the palm of her hand and running kisses up her arm, like the hero of an old-fashioned romance.

What had happened to her common sense? Last time she’d made a fool of herself over Noah it had taken her years to recover. It was pointless to expect anything but friendship. Romance was the last thing on his mind. He was still getting over his divorce, and he had a daughter to worry about.

As soon as these cattle were safely delivered, he would thank Kate for her help, then expect her to retire gracefully and discreetly out of his life. On the first plane back to England.