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“What are you doing?”

Lily’s palms flattened against his chest. Garrett felt his skin heat under her touch. She’d been the last woman to touch him, that night in the gazebo, and his body remembered the sensation of her hands now. His fingers crept into her soft, smooth hair.

“Thinking about kissing you.”

“Just thinking about it?” The admission in that statement cost her; he could tell by the way her shoulders stiffened and her neck went tight. So there was heat under the ice. It was foolish to act on this attraction between them, but right now there was no listening to sense.

Garrett cupped the back of her head in his palm. “Should I be thinking about it?” He tipped his head just right, moved in until her sweet breath touched his lips. “Or acting on it?”