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Оглавление“No strings.” His eyes moved over her face. “No commitment.”
He didn’t have to keep spelling it out as if she were some dewy-eyed teenager. She hadn’t thought for one moment that he felt anything more for her than a transitory physical desire.
“You haven’t slept with anyone since Simon, have you?”
“That is none of your damn business!” Regardless of her response, he was the one who had instigated the kiss, not her. And he was the one who had drawn back first, a taunting little voice reminded her.
“No, it isn’t,” he agreed. “Would you like your strawberries now?” He glanced over a broad shoulder. “I’ve some ice cream in the freezer.”
“Give mine to the twins,” she said curtly.
“What do you want me to do?” he said quietly, his eyes moving over her rigid face. “Apologize for kissing you?”
“Don’t be so ridiculous.”
“Or apologize for not taking you to bed?”
“I don’t want a casual, meaningless affair with you, and I certainly don’t want anything more, if that’s what you’re so terrified of,” she said steadily, her eyes never wavering from his. “But I had hoped we might be friends. I was wrong,” she concluded simply, and started to walk toward the door.
