“We have to stop meeting like this,” he joked, stopping in front of her.
She was momentarily stunned by his easy demeanor, but recovered quickly. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were following me.”
And then he smiled. Not a polite smile shared with a stranger, but a real smile. A gorgeous smile. An all-out, eyes-crinkling, dimples-popping, panty-dropping smile. “Maybe I am,” he said, with a slight lift of his eyebrows.
Something stirred inside of Embry. Her knees loosened, heat crept up her neck, and a swarm of butterflies took up residence in her stomach. Before she had time to acknowledge her reaction, he turned and walked away, again. Sauntered, really. As she stood studying his backside, she realized she was in big trouble.
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