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Оглавление“Could you take me on a tour of the inside of the house?” she asked brightly.
“I could,” the cowboy answered, but made no effort to follow through on her request.
“But?” she asked.
She made him think of a stick of dynamite about to go off. He was about ten inches taller than she was, but a stick of dynamite didn’t have to be very big to make a sizable impression.
Just who was this woman and what was she doing here? “I don’t even know who you are.”
“I’m not dangerous, if that’s what you’re thinking,” she told him.
As if he believed that.
Finn’s mouth curved ever so slightly, the left side more than the right. He wondered just how many men this woman had brought to their knees with that killer smile of hers.
“There’s dangerous, and then there’s dangerous,” he replied, his eyes never leaving hers.
She raised her chin just a little, doing her best to generate an air of innocence as she assured him, “I’m neither.”
“I don’t know about that,” he said.
