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“Looking for someone?”

Carlo was resting against the metal gates. He had one leg kicked over the other, casual as can be, as he rested his hands on his lean hips. The grin on his face told her he knew she’d been following him.

She decided not to admit she’d been dying to see him. “It’s dark here.”

“Very.”

The tone of his voice made her aware of every breath he took, every unsaid thing that vibrated between them. He slipped off her sunglasses, ever so slowly, and Elizabeth just about fell to pieces. His feral expression sent a zing through her, heating places that had never been tantalized before. Was she doing the same thing to him? Unthinkable.

But then for a split second she saw what she’d been wishing for in his silver-blue eyes.

Longing.