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But Garrett didn’t seewith a mixture of amusement and curiosity as he studied her chest "Are you…uh, lactating?"

Huh?

She quickly glanced down, suppressing a groan when she saw the round water stain that had seeped froh her thin yellow tank top

"Ice," she blurted

"Pardon ave a husky little laugh thatabout thisHis warrior body, his hter She’d been attracted to Garrett from the second he’d sauntered into her bakery last year to buy a cake for his coe to be written in icing, and froh with dating military men, but she knew that all John Garrett had to do was ask and she’d have her clothes off in a nanosecond

But he didn’t ask He never asked In the year she’d known hi naked with her

"You should take off your shirt"

Until now

She h "Really? Why is that?"

His smile was boyishly innocent "Because it’s all wet Or, if you’d prefer, I could get a couple ht breast You know, so youof arousal she’d just felt at the words "rub" and "your" and "breast" co around He had to be Because although she’d iined Garrett’s hands on her brsts countless times before, she knew the fantasy would forever stay in her iination If John Garrett wanted her, he’d haveto his flirty rea that resembled disappointhed "You’re right I should, uh, head back in there Sorry I ca her?

She opened her er, that she wasn’t trying to shoo him away, but he turned around before she could say a word She got a glih the doorway leading into the café and then he was gone

Well

Shelby leaned her elbows on the counter and rested her flushed face in her hands