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Theabout stood there, wearing jeans, a plain white V-necked T-shirt, and nothing on his feet

Good grief He’d metamorphosed back into a sexy beast

Not that he hadn’t been sexy at the hospital

Clearly, he had, because he’d twitterpated her to the point of burning her toast and filling her kitchen with smoke

His blue gaze raked over her, obviously satisfying any doubts as to whether or not she was okay, and then he grinned “Miss me?”

Pretending all was fine, that there wasn’t a loud shrill screa she had on her glasses to shield herself froaze “No”

Why on earth would he think she had? Before that , they’d never even made eye contact, much less spoken to each other

His eyes danced with humor “You sure about that?”

Wishing the stupid ear-piercing alar her brain, she lifted her chin and stared straight into his eyes, thinking it very unfair that alashes “Positive Go away”

He laughed “That’s not the sound of your shter your way?”

Oh That’s what he’d meant?

“No” If she looked sure enough, haughty enough, despite the obvious alarround, he’d take the hint and leave, right?

Nope

Looking way too coht chest-hugging T-shirt, he arched a thick masculine brow

“Yes,” she corrected, because, really, it wasn’t as if he didn’t recognize that annoying sound Pretending otherwise just made her look foolish “It is my smoke alarm, but it’s not supposed to beckon you Go home”