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“Bobbi?” he prodded.
She had thought of nothing but this man since the night before. She’d tossed his idea around, his crazy idea that the two of them could have a no-strings-attached, sex only non-relationship and she, god help her, was considering it.
She gazed up into his eyes and felt that something spark inside her, the something that only Shane Gallagher could get going. She wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but it sure as hell felt good.
She cleared her throat and stood back, conscious of the fact she was in a pair of old track pants and a simple white T-shirt.
“Would you like to come in?”
He shook his head. “Nope.”
Surprised, her head shot up sharply. “Then why are you here?”
He leaned against the door jam and though the wind was gusting somewhat, spreading cold air and snowflakes into the house, she was hot as hell. Hot and irritable and twitchy.
That was a good word for it. She was twitchy.
She could smell him now. That crisp, masculine scent. The one that was only Shane.
Was there anything else? Sweat beaded along her brow and she inhaled sharply.
“I was ah,” that damn grin stole his mouth once more. “I was wondering if you had given any more thought to what we discussed last night.”
Only every freaking second.
She banished the thought. Kept her game face.
“I don’t remember having much of a discussion. In fact, I remember you groping me on the dance floor and then whispering some stupid cock and bull idea into my ear.” Good. This was good. She
sounded as if she was in control even though she was still twitchy as hell.
Bobbi tugged on the edge of her T-shirt, which only drew Shane’s attention to her chest. And that was a bad thing because contrary to what she’d worn the night before, she wasn’t sporting a thick padded bra. The fact that her nipples were hard and pebbled wasn’t going to be hidden from his eyes.
Thank god he couldn’t see the state of what was going on between her legs. She was already wet. Hell, she’d been walking around the house in a perpetual sexual haze all day. She would have used her damn vibrator to ease her discomfort if the batteries hadn’t died just as she was getting started.
And now…now Shane stood inches from her, looking so damn good that her twitchiness was ramped up into the red zone.
“Who’s there, Bobbi?”
She turned just as Gramps shuffled in from the family room. Herschel had always had a soft spot for Shane and his bushy white eyebrows rose dramatically as he crossed the foyer and shook Shane’s outstretched hand.
“Good to see you boy,” Herschel said.
“Thanks Mr. Barker. Nice to see you too.”
“Bah,” her gramps snorted. “It’s Herschel.” He paused. “I hear your father has moved back to town.”
Bobbi turned to Shane in surprise, but his expression was shuttered and she couldn’t get a read on him.
“Yes, they moved back a few weeks ago.”
“How’s he doing? I heard he went through a bad spell there.”
Shane nodded. “He seems pretty much the same to me.”
“Still a bastard then?” Herschel grinned.
“Same as always.”
