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“You don’t have to apologize for talking to me, Marie. Not ever,” said Elliott.

Her gaze didn’t waver. And she didn’t step back. “I have a tendency to go on sometimes...”

“And I enjoy listening to your voice.” Some things didn’t come with explanation. They just were.

“I’m glad you’re going to be in Las Vegas,” she said.

“Me, too.”

Her mouth was lifted toward his. He needed to kiss her.

And he needed to let her go. To send her away from him.

Before he could do either, she raised up on tiptoe and touched her lips to his. “Thank you,” she whispered, and slid past him to hurry down the hall and back out to her shop.