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Оглавление“Do you like bourbon? It’s all I have right now. Bourbon or water. Or bourbon and water.”
“It’s fine,” she said. When Zane picked up the bottle and poured them each about two fingers’ worth of the amber liquid, she accepted the glass.
“I didn’t know you were a bourbon drinker.”
She wasn’t. She didn’t drink much, and the strong taste of bourbon wasn’t her favorite, but tonight it would do.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”
This time his right brow arched. A challenge. He didn’t quite smile, but his eyes lingered on hers long enough to be suggestive. He made a harrumph noise that seemed as if he was considering the possibility of them or sizing her up. It was thrilling and frightening, electric and grounding.
Flirting with Zane was like a wild roller-coaster ride that twisted her every which way. Sometimes it made her feel as if she was about to tumble out of herself, or shoot straight off the edge of the universe. But when the car that was his attention finally delivered her to the station with a buzzing rush, she was always well aware she’d never been in any real danger of falling. Scratch that—she’d fallen a long time ago...
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Celebration, Tx: Love is just a celebration away...
