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What had she been thinking? Brad was the wrong man for her. He was a distraction.

A damned good-looking distraction, but still.

He rose, a tall stone sentry in the darkness. “Sure seemed like you wanted to kiss me a second ago.”

“You imagined that.”

“So if I kissed you right now, you’d hate it?”

“I’d probably slap you.” She could lie with the best of them. If he did kiss her, she didn’t know what she’d do, but slapping him wasn’t anywhere near what her body had in mind.

“Then there’s only one thing to do,” he said, taking a step closer, to her coming within an inch of her mouth. His gaze flicked from her eyes to her lips and then back to her eyes. “Stay the hell away from each other.” His face hardened, then he walked away.