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“Joss, I don’t want anything to drink. I want—”
Оглавление“There’s no good way to end that sentence, Hugh,” she said softly. “Except possibly ‘the Cowboys to get to the Super Bowl this year.’ But then, I’d probably be offended that you’re thinking about football right now.”
“Trust me, I’m not.”
Trust him? Easier said than done.
“I’ve missed you,” he told her.
“We work together,” Joss reminded him.
“That didn’t stop us before.”
As arguments went, it wasn’t his most convincing. “Yes, and didn’t that turn out swimmingly?”
Hugh wisely dropped the issue, choosing to return his dishes to the kitchen, then hovered in the hallway. “I guess I should go?”
As opposed to stay and have delicious sex? “I’d see you out, but…”
“You need to stay off that ankle.”
True. But what she’d really been thinking was that her knees might still be too weak from his kisses for her to stand.
