Wyatt had been watching her think too hard and his smile faded at whatever he saw on her face. “Your academics and work ethic earned you this internship, Emily. What happened in Reno—“ “—Stays in Reno?” she asked hopefully. He stared down at her for a long beat, and then nodded slowly. “If that’s how you want to play it.” “So … it’s my call?” she asked, needing the verification. “Your call.” “Really?” “I’m a lot of things,” he said. “Not all of them good, but I give my word, then it’s gold.” She nodded, and some of her relief must have shown because he cocked his head at her, looking genuinely surprised. “What did you think I was going to do?” he wanted to know. “Take out an ad in the newspaper about our night?” Oh God. “Sunshine has a newspaper?” “Well, no,” he said. “But there’s a bulletin board outside the Stop And Go. Good as gospel.” She dropped her head and laughed a little, and then realized her forehead was on his chest. His hard chest. She quickly lifted her face. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have touched you.” His eyes darkened a little bit, and she knew he was remembering the other things she’d touched that night. And kissed… Oh this was bad. Very, very bad. “We have to go back to being strangers,” she said. He just stared at her. “We are strangers,” she said. “Yeah. Strangers who know what each other’s O-face looks like—“ She covered his mouth but it was too late. And great, now she was sweating again. “We wouldn’t know that,” she said through her teeth, “except someone insisted on keeping the lights on!” He smiled, wrapped his fingers around her wrist and pulled her hand from his mouth. “I like the visuals.” -- from THEN CAME YOU, out now, $4.99. A deal. :) amazon/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00HDMLXPO/jillshal-20
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