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She hadn’t planned to go this far …

But she didn’t want to bring the night to a close. For the first time she wasn’t thinking about the future, about the inn. This night belonged solely to them—to her—and she wasn’t ready for it to end.

Paul cleared his throat. “Maybe I should go.”

“Why?”

“I think you know why.”

She told herself he’d ask her out again and maybe they’d finish what they’d started. Or maybe they could just finish it now, she thought, nibbling his lips. She felt a quiver run through him.

“I’m a big girl, Paul. I haven’t had a vacation in three years. I have a rare few hours for myself, and a very handsome, occasionally charming man with whom to spend them. Now, I could light a candle and we could play gin rummy, or we could adjourn to my bedroom with no strings and no regrets.”

His smile flashed in the dim light. “Well, when you put it that way …”

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Bride Mountain: Where a trip down the aisle is never far away …