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“Well, explain this Internet-dating scheme to me then, ’cos I just plain don’t get it.”

“You don’t have to get it. It has nothing to do with you.”

“Doesn’t it?”

She swung round so suddenly he walked straight into her and had to reach out his hands to grasp hold of her upper arms to steady them both.

Maggie felt her skin heat where he was touching, felt the warmth moving up her arm and spreading across her chest. Her heart fluttered and she looked up at him from beneath long lashes. Sean looked down at her with his deep, fathomless dark eyes, the smile still on his lips, and her cheeks flushed a deeper red than before.

Swallowing, she took a shaky breath and asked, “How could it possibly have anything to do with you?”