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“Careful, your libido is showing.”

“And I was trying so hard to hide it.”

“What’s the matter, Josh, no new woman in your life?”

“Not in the usual sense, no.”

Bridget’s throat had gone very dry. “Then in what sense?”

He needed to leave before he did something stupid. And yet he wasn’t moving.

And then he was. But he was moving to close the tiny bit of space between them.

The only way she was going to save herself was through bravado, and she knew it.

“You’re in my space, Youngblood,” Bridget informed him hoarsely, trying to sound annoyed.

“What are you going to do about it?”

He half expected her to shove him back. The one thing he hadn’t expected was for Bridget to grab him and press her mouth urgently against his.

And just before she did, he could have sworn that she’d whispered, “Damn you!”