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Оглавление“Stop it,” Gina hissed at Josh
“Stop what?” Josh asked, putting on an expression that was pure fake.
“There are no cameras here the way there were on the show. You don’t have to pretend.” Thank goodness the aspirin was kicking in. The throbbing in her head had subsided to a dull ache.
“Pretend? Me?”
“Yes, you.”
“And what am I pretending?” His eyes took on a devilish gleam as he treated himself to a long, languorous lick of ice cream. A runnel of it dripped down his wrist and Gina imagined licking it off. She made herself look away.
“That you—that you…” Words failed her. She averted her eyes, no longer angry. She was exhausted, though. Anger could do that to a person.
“That I’m fascinated by you,” he said simply….
