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from his face. I cut you off at the knees that day and I m so sorry for
that. Do you forgive me? He ran the tip of his finger across her bottom
lip.
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Beth-Ann shivered. All he had to do was touch her. I ll forgive you if
you forgive me for not telling you the truth and for being so petty as to
want a little revenge. Anyway, your comments were the impetus for me
being so determined to lose all those pounds when I finally had control of
my own life.
She reached up, snagged a lock of his hair and pulled him down to
her. He took quick advantage and cut off any further words with a heated
kiss, knocking her hard hat off in the process. She groaned at the thrust
of his tongue and reciprocated in kind. When he broke away, her chest
was tight with the need to gulp in fresh air.
And maybe something else?
The big C word as in commitment. Not something she wanted to
deal with right now or she may well run screaming from the building site.
Very soon you re going to tell me why your excess weight as a child
matters so much, he said.
She jerked in reaction as his words bit deep, but chose to keep her
own council.
He frowned. It wouldn t have anything to do with this need to be in
control all the time, would it? I remember quite clearly the issues your
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father had with control. Your mother was a living, walking advertisement
to the effects of blatant male chauvinism and dominance. Just because I
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was only sixteen doesn t mean I didn t notice what was going on around
me.
That s a rather long jump to make, isn t it? She raised her eyebrows
in haughty disbelief.
With a grin, he dropped another quick kiss on her lips. Discovery is
part of the fun, darlin . He turned her around and walked her to the
front entrance of the site. Now, out of here, woman. I ve got work to do
and dear old Dad is waiting.
Will I see you tonight? She hated herself for asking, but she needed
to know she hadn t screwed this up with her admission that she d
wanted her taste of revenge.
I m on guard duty with Mel tonight, but not until eleven. Want to go
out for a bite to eat beforehand?
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Beth-Ann bit her lip. I can t. I ve got the two guys from the block of
apartments across from my house coming over for dinner. She grinned.
Well, a cooking lesson and they get to eat their creations. You could still
pop in if you want.
Hmm, I don t know. I d kind of like to have you to myself, but we ll
see. I ll ring you.
When he tilted her head up and claimed her lips in another scorching
kiss, she lost herself in the taste of him. Once again, her heart raced and
her blood heated. Oh, boy, Riley Osborne was dynamite. One touch and
she burst into flames.
A barrage of wolf whistles dragged her back to the present. A group of
men had ceased work and stood watching them. The lascivious grins on
their faces said it all. Her cheeks were hot as she pulled away. I d better
go.
Hey, before you do, I ll take one of those crusty rolls. For some
reason, I have an insatiable appetite. He reached into the basket and
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snagged the plastic-wrapped package. His treasure held aloft, he turned
to walk away.
Thought you d had your lunch, Riley, Charlie called out as Riley
made for the office.
Beth-Ann grinned.
Charlie didn t know how close to the truth he was.
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Chapter Nine
Riley hovered outside the front door of Beth-Ann s house. The damn
dog that had announced his arrival the other night ran up and down the
fence-line, the sound of its frenzied bark a disturbance in the quiet
suburban neighborhood.
Great way to get a watchdog. Just move in next door to the mangy
critter. He grimaced and shook his head. He d better get himself on the
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other side of the door before someone called the cops and reported a
burglar or a peeping tom. Did peeping toms hang around at he flicked a
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