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“Shacking up is not my thing,” Thalia insisted.
Оглавление“When I move in with a guy,” she continued implacably, “it’ll be after I get a ring on this finger.” She pointed to the third finger of her left hand. “I’m in no hurry, you understand.”
Luke winced. “Shacking up, huh.” That one stopped him even colder than the reference to marriage. “That means living together. Does it also cover a little messing around?”
Thalia drew in a deep, forceful breath. “If it did…would I be here, Mr. Dalton?”
It took an instant for that to sink in. “Does that mean what I think it means—damn, what I hope it means?”
Her mysterious smile rocked him. “What do you think…hope…it means?”
“You and me…happily horizontal and all that.”
She laughed. “Oh, Luke,” she murmured, “just shut up and kiss me.”
