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“I’m sure.”

“How are you sure?” I pressed.

“Trust me, I’m sure.”

“How?”

“I have an idea. Why don’t we shower together?” he suggested.

“That isn’t telling me how,” I pointed out.

“No, but it would be showing you.”

“So ‘how’ is a showing thing, not a telling thing?”

“‘How’ is show and tell. I just feel in the mood to show.”

Grr.

On to Plan C.

“When you show me the how, do you want me to have my mind on hamburger patties?”

He smiled his killer smile. “Your mind wouldn’t be on hamburger patties.”

I was pretty certain he was right about that, too.

This took me to Plan D.

“Lee, give me a break. It’s my dad and I promised him I’d be there early to help.”

He watched me for a second then he relented, sort of.

“Okay, but you have to give me something to go on.”

I was starting to get panicked and a little desperate.

“Something? What something?”

Lee’s arms dropped away. “You pick.”

I was running late. Dad was going to be hacked off. Terry Wilcox had thrown down the gauntlet to Lee over me. There was still the whole Rosie Fiasco going on, someone had the diamonds and yet everyone was still looking for them. And lastly, Lee and I were in together limbo, and until we had three sane seconds that was where we were going to stay. I didn’t have a lot of time to do anything creative.

So I kissed him.

Or, at least, I started out kissing him, my mouth open under his, my arms around his neck, my tongue sliding against his.

When it ended, he was definitely kissing me. One arm around my back, the other hand twisted in my hair, his tongue sliding against mine.

“Christ, you’re good at that,” he said when he lifted his head.

I blinked.

“I am?”

His eyes were hot on me when I looked into them. “Yeah, you are, and I like it that you have to ask.”

At his answer, I pressed deeper into him, but his hands were at my waist, pushing me away.

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