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Noah rested a hand at the small of her back. “Why don’t you go sit down. Tell me what you want.”

“Oh, you’re going to serve me?”

He smiled. “Of course. We Wainwright men may not be able to cook well, but we do know how to serve a woman.”

Viviana wanted to remind Noah that she wasn’t his woman or even a Wainwright woman but decided to play along. It was better than trading barbs with him. She executed a graceful curtsy. “I’m sorry I barked at you yesterday, and I want to—”

Noah placed a finger over her parted lips, cutting off her apology. His mouth was a hairbreadth from hers. “No apologies. It’s in the past, and I don’t believe in reliving the past,” he said, winking at her. His eyebrows lifted questioningly. “Agree?”

Viviana was too stunned to speak and nodded instead. Noah hadn’t kissed her, but that did not stop her heart from beating faster than normal. Did he not know he was much too virile for her to ignore? All he had to do was stare at her, and she felt things she did not want to feel. The scars from her last relationship were still healing, and she did not want to reopen them.

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WICKHAM FALLS WEDDINGS:

Small-town heroes, bighearted love!