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The words erupted from him.

His words sank in and her mouth formed an O. Her cheeks pinkened, but she didn’t run.

She plucked nervously at the top button of her bodice and he said tightly, “Go on back to the house.”

She didn’t. Looking uncertain, she drew in a deep breath, then said in a rush, “I wish I’d kissed you when I had the chance.”

He nearly swallowed his teeth. “You can’t say things like that to a man, Catherine. To me.”

‘It’s true.”

“I don’t think so.” Want thrummed inside him. He gripped his crutch so tightly that his knuckles burned.

Her skirts whispered around his legs, between them, and her pulse fluttered wildly in the hollow of her throat.

“Dammit, woman! Back up. I may be injured, but I’m not dead…!”