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Quinn’s lips brushed Constance’s ear as he said this, and he pulled her against him. She was suddenly very aware of his gender—excitedly, dangerously aware.

“A guy has to wonder what?”

“If that deep feeling goes into the bedroom with you, too,” he breathed, each word tickling her ear provocatively.

This was the last stand for her feminine resistance. Deftly she ducked sideways, freeing herself from his embrace.

“In the bedroom?” she repeated, her tone bantering. “Of course it does.”

“I’ll bet with that clear conscience of yours, you sleep like a baby.”

She stared at him for a long moment. He met her gaze and held it. Quietly she answered, “I used to.”