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Had Adam always been this handsome?

Of course he had. He looked just like Andrew, only with shorter hair, more muscles and a scowl that was somehow more attractive than his brother’s charming grins had been.

Why was he here?

“This way,” he said before Madison could ask, and jerked his chin toward the end of the building from which he’d come. He reached for her bag, and in her confusion over his appearance, she didn’t release it fast enough.

The heat of his hand covered hers on the handle and the contact zapped her. She snatched the tingling extremity away, and her pulse skittered out of control.

Static electricity. That’s all it is.

Who was she trying to fool? Warmth pooled low in her belly. She squashed that reaction.

His gaze snapped to hers, his eyes narrowing suspiciously.

She carefully blanked her expression until he pivoted and headed for a pair of glass doors on the opposite side of the building from where she’d parked. A slow breath leaked from her lungs. For pity’s sake. You’d think she’d never been touched by a man before. She hadn’t in a long time. Years, actually. But still, celibacy was no excuse for her neglected hormones to start tap-dancing now, and for Andrew’s brother no less.