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“No, it’s not I think you’re scared of me”

“I’,” she said flippantly as she turned and went upstairs

“Tell that to those night back His last view of her was her curvy botto up the stairs How in the world could a woman look so sexy in Pooh Bear bedroom slippers?

Lou held her breath as she racelessly and squeezed her eyes shut

That man could be insufferable He looked so sweet, so innocent, and so inherently h confidence for ten er, quake with fear and shiver with anticipation, yet she had been stupid enough to go downstairs in Pooh slippers and her hair all mussed A sex-kitten, she was not

Lou gave up the pretense of going back to sleep and decided to shower, dress and curl up with a romance novel on the porch for a few hours

She put on shorts and a lightweight tank top She left her feet bare and her hair hanging loose, and went out to porch She sat down in the creaky rocker and pulled her knees up to her chest She turned sideways so her feet dangled over the aran to read She was quickly taken in by the romance and lost track of time

Brody coughed gently and caused her to ju, Lou?” he asked as he sat down beside her in the other rocker

“What’s it look like?” she responded absently She tugged at the length of her shorts, afraid she was showing too

“Looks like you are comfy with a book,” Brody stated “What’s the name of it?”

“Does it matter?”

“Only if you are reading a steamy novel and don’t want me to know about it,” he chided

Heat crept up her cheeks

“I knew it!” he exploded “You’re reading a trashy novel!” He laughed uproariously