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Level-headed Paige, the woman who could talk sense under pressure

The woman he’d kissed with a depth of passion he hadn’t felt in a very long time Maybe ever

The wo, her warainst his During the past few minutes, he’d instinctively shifted closer He honestly didn’t knohat he would have done without her Nor did he kno he’d ever pay her back for her help

Just the way he didn’t have a clue how to deal with his brother and sister--and Theresa

But a Maverick didn’t waffle, damn it He didn’t hide And he definitely didn’t back down He had to look Kelsey in the eye and make it clear that he was done with all these crazy turns his life had taken That he was finally going to get things on track toward some semblance of normal

Whatever the hell that was

Only, just as he opened his h that Paige’s eyes widened

As if a light bulb had flashed on over her head, she declared, "We should eat"

"Eat?" Evan and his sister spoke in surprise at the saaze on hiet to know each other better"

Evan knew she was absolutely right He was on overload And he’d learned a long tio not to make decisions in the heat of the moment

"Let’s do pizza so we don’t put Mrs M to a lot of trouble," Paige said

Whitney had always treated the Mortiht that e, however, was never without a kind word He’d been co the sisters damn near every minute since he’d returned It struck hiluten-free, lactose intolerant, vegetarian, despise anchovies?"

Paige’s laundry list of pizza no-no’s brought a laugh fro on it except the anchovies"

Paige wrinkled her nose "Nobody likes anchovies"

"I like them," Evan said

"You do not," she scoffed