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Leaning down, Spence kissed her forehead.

The light touch of his lips set off a chain reaction of shivers that had more to do with her internal engine than with the snow and cold. Her inner machinery had definitely come back to life. She exhaled on a soft moan.

“What else?” he murmured.

Resisting him wasn’t going to be easy. “Nothing much.”

“It’s okay. You can tell me.”

But maybe she’d better not. Though his tone was gentle and cajoling, she knew he was digging, probing, interrogating. If he discovered the gaps in her memory, what would he do? He said he was a federal agent, but that didn’t mean he was innocent.

She turned the tables with a question of her own. “What do you do for the FBI?”