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“I’ll have to sneak you out the back door,” she told him when he came into the kitchen

He’d only ed to pull on his jeans, and he hadn’t even bothered to button theue down his chest to that button popped into her hed When she looked up he was s at her, his eyes dark

“Want to cancel the day and go back to bed? You can blindfold ” He held out his hands in front of him, crossed at the wrists “You can tie them if you don’t want me to touch”

Oh, oh, oh, the things those words did to her She shut her eyes to block out the pictures, but they were still in her head

“You’re leaving,” she said, disgusted to find her voice croaked “By the back door”

He looked like he knew better, but he conceded For now

“I’,” he said as he plopped into one of the stools at the breakfast counter “What’s for breakfast?”

“Sausage, eggs, black pudding, toast and beans”

“Ah, the Scottish heart attack”

“Do you want this food or not?” She waved a silicon fish slice at him

“Yes I want the food Then I want to go back to bed”

Kirsty sighed with exasperation, but grinned when she turned back to the frying pan He helped himself to some of the juice she’d placed on the counter He was entirely out of place in her world Too big Tooabout him screamed that he expected the world to adapt to him and not the other way around

“So, where do we stand on the therapy list?” he said

“It’s done” The last thing she wanted was to discuss her little cupboard episode

“I’d better look and see”