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He shrugged as if it was no big deal, then asked, “You don’t want me to turn off your alarm?”

“Could you, please?” she heard herself say,aside to let hiic phrase to grant entrance “I can’t get the thing to shut up”

His lips twitched “If you ask nicely”

What? Herher? But before she could come back with so the snals and noise to her kitchen

When her gaze dropped to his jeans-clad butt that could sell millions of pairs of pants if someone would stick an ad up on a Ti with her brain waves No ould she have otherwise visually ogled the man’s bottom, lit-up-billboard-worthy or not

Within seconds, he’d pulled over a chair and cliod up on his perch, he reset her smoke alarm

Despite howto wrap her arratitude

“Bless you!” she praised “That thing was driving me crazy”

Turning, he stepped down frorabbed it from “No problem”

“How did you know?”

Facing her, hands on his narrow hips, he grinned “Told you I succu call”

She shook her head Maybe in denial of his claim Maybe in denial ofmore Maybe in denial of the fact that for the first tiler She didn’t like it Not one bit

Mating call As if

“I didn’t lure you here,” she choked out of her dry mouth Seriously, her vocal cords felt like they’d been put through a dehydration machine

His amusement apparent, he cocked a brow “Really? You expect me to believe your smoke alarm accidentally set itself off on the sahter?”