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“You got some hang-up about a man touching you?”
Оглавление“I most certainly do not,” Margot retorted before realizing she’d played right into his hands. “I don’t know you. I don’t particularly like you. That’s why I don’t want you touching me.”
His gaze met hers. “Liar.”
“What are you talking about?” Margot sputtered.
“You want me to touch you,” Brad said as if speaking the gospel from the pulpit. “But you’re scared of what might happen once I do.”
“Oh for the love of—” She reined in her emotions. “You are so incredibly arrogant. You think every woman is interested in that hot body of yours.”
A grin spread across his face, like a kid opening a present at Christmastime. “You think my body is hot?”
“Let’s get a few things straight. I’m not interested in touching you. I’m not interested in sleeping with you. I am interested in getting you out of my house.”
“My house,” he corrected. “And you are interested in sleeping with me. You just won’t admit it.”
“Delude yourself all you want.” Margot kept her face expressionless. There was no way, no way, she was letting him know that she found him the teensiest bit attractive.
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