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William Stanton didn’t seem to be anticipating that. He leaned back into the sofa and crossed one leg over his knee. ‘May I ask why?’

Because she was already thinking about kissing him again and finding it hard not to stare at his lips. Because she didn’t think she’d ever be able to look at him the same way again.

‘Well, I…I should do so, since you’ll return Mary to school soon.’

‘I’ve made no plans yet.’ He rose and walked close, stopping just a few feet from her, his gaze wandering across her face. ‘I’ve no intention of kissing you again, if that’s what you’re worried about.’

She took a rallying breath. ‘I still think I should find another position.’

‘But I quite like you here.’

His voice was soft, seductive, and she fi nally met his gaze—a mistake, because she became trapped by his hypnotic eyes. Eyes that had gone dark, that travelled down her freckled nose to settle on her lips. He was leaning in—or was she imagining it? She felt her eyelids begin to droop. There’d be little harm in one more kiss if she planned to leave anyway. Just one, and then she’d pack her belongings.