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‘You’re not allowed to touch your phone. Nor am I allowed to touch mine,’ said Jack. ‘Not for the next six hours. Not even if they ring or beep or spontaneously combust.’

‘Six hours?’ They were going to be out that long?

‘That okay?’

‘I… I guess.’ It was better than staying the night, right?

‘First to cave loses.’

‘Loses what?’

His sudden unexpected smile was too wicked for her liking.

‘What you should be asking is what the winner receives.’

Stephanie turned in her seat, her heart drumming heavy-metal style. ‘What do you win if I cave?’

‘A taste.’

‘Of…?’

‘What do you think?’ he asked, too softly.

‘My blog is ready to be bought but I’m not on the table, Mr Wolfe,’ she breathed, trying to be icy. And failing.

‘Not yet—and it’s Jack.’

‘Not ever, Mr Wolfe.’

‘You’re afraid I’ll bite? I won’t. I’m talking about one kiss.’

She stared at him. He was driving along as if he hadn’t a care in the world. As if he hadn’t just suggested something wildly inappropriate. And so wildly tempting.

Finally he glanced over at her. ‘You can’t tell me you haven’t considered the idea already.’