“Why not?” she said lightly. “We’d been pretty friendly the first time, for the most part.”
He nodded, looking at her searchingly. “We did seem to spend a lot of time together, you and I.”
She nodded. “We did.”
He gazed at her for a long moment, then reached out and took a handful of her hair, letting his fingers sift through the shiny strands. “We did some kissing.”
She drew in her breath. Where was he going with this? “Yes,” she admitted. “Yes we did.”
“And?”
She blinked at him. “And what?”
His shrug managed to be incredibly sensual, but she supposed that was the Italian in him.
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